The only occupant of the apartment was a man who was sitting before a
typewriter in front of the window.
Three hundred letters, clicked out on the busy
typewritersAt night she brought home papers with handwriting on them and made copies with her
typewriter. Sometimes she had no work at night, and then she would sit on the steps of the high stoop with the other roomers.
The click of the typewriter stopped; the girl was looking at the secretary, who had turned white.
"And that's all right," said the doctor, serenely, to the typewriter. "About the only medical statement in novels with any truth to it is that joy don't kill, Miss Kinzey."
The secretary turned to the typewriter, and their eyes met (out of that was born a story - nothing to do with this story).
"I think of writing another little monograph some of these days on the typewriter and its relation to crime.
I had already noticed the peculiarities of the typewriter, and I wrote to the man himself at his business address asking him if he would come here.
"What can I tell you about him?" she asked, and her fingers played nervously over the stops of her
typewriter.
Martin rented a
typewriter and spent a day mastering the machine.
MR EDWARD NUTT, the industrious editor of the Daily Reformer, sat at his desk, opening letters and marking proofs to the merry tune of a
typewriter, worked by a vigorous young lady.
It must have been a first model in the year one of the typewriter era.
But that typewriter proved to me that I had a pipe-stem for a back.
The suffrage office was at the top of one of the large Russell Square houses, which had once been lived in by a great city merchant and his family, and was now let out in slices to a number of societies which displayed assorted initials upon doors of ground glass, and kept, each of them, a typewriter which clicked busily all day long.
She heard the typewriter and formal professional voices inside, not belonging, she thought, to any one she had ever spoken to.
