Amanuensis

(1993 July)

I told you I often wrote for Ron becuse his eyes are bad.... So before lunch he asked me rather primly if I could write this letter - "Won't be long," he promised. ... So - at the close of lunch, Ron said, "See you after dinner?" - "Yes." - "In your room? Won't take long." Ede [who was sitting between us] was staring first at one and then another. "I am his amanuensis," I explained. "WHAT?" she asked with popping eyes. "Yes, I am his stenographer" "Oooo," greatly relieved.