Among the Christmas magazines at the news-stalls there lay a newcomer, a monthly fiction magazine, with a creamy cover, a big golden moon, a golden skirted lady and gold stars. You stared at this magazine because there, beside the lady's golden skirt, in big red letters, the list of contributors looked so extraordinary. You had heard all the names before, but for a moment you could in no way connect them with a news-stall. It was like running across a bishop in a saloon or seeing your wife about to play quarter- back...
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