I called Harold Fosdick, the attorney, at about<br >r o clock. I thought of him because he was the one my<br >:her had gone to see when I was fourteen or fifteen. I was<br >id that attorneys, like bankers, might quit work early and<br >: Mr. Fosdick would already have gone home.<br >This is Eugenia Calloway,-- I said when his secretary an-<br >red. "I d like to speak to Mr. Fosdick if he s in."<br >Oh, Miss Calloway," his secretary said, with that special<br >Lething in her voice I was beginning to be accustomed to<br >ring. "He s with a client just now, but I ll have him call<br >k in a short time."<br >[e called back at once. "Eugenia," he said.<br >le didn t really know me well enough to be calling me<br >~enia. I m almost nineteen years old, and so far as I know<br >:never seen me except for that one visit to his office. But I<br >glad to hear my first name. I d been "Miss Calloway" all<br >, and I was glad to have someone speak to me as though I<br >e a friend or a relation.<br >What can I do for you, Eugenia?"<br >Nothing, maybe," I said. "I m just calling to ask you about<br >legal rights."<br >
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