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wrote about Scott, for example, but I gave him a cover name: Julian [in “The Snows of Kilimanjaro”].

His name was Horatio Brown, but no one—except me, years later—ever called him that.

Once Hemingway signed with Scribners, Max Perkins thereupon became the moderator in the literary friendship between Ernest and Scott.

“It was a squad car, Hoke. I was down there with Nelson to pick up a fence. We never found him, either. But that brick was it. I’d been wavering, because of the money and all, but the next morning I called the chief in Sebring. He’s a nice guy, too, Hoke. You’d like him. He’s a retired detective from Newark. That’s in New Jersey.” “I know where New

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White men were always extending offers of work to Elwood, recognizing his industrious nature and steady character, or at least recognizing that he carried himself differently than other colored boys his age and taking this for industry.