James B. Elcott:
[His bank has been trying to contact her regarding an inheritance]
I've written you 9 times in the last 2 months... You're certain you never received any of my letters?
Penelope:
Ah, I know what happened... You see, I never open my mail.
James B. Elcott:
Oh. Who does it for you?
Penelope:
Nobody.
James B. Elcott:
What happens to it?
Penelope:
Well, usually I stick it away in a drawer someplace, and then I always forget it. Or, it gets lost.
James B. Elcott:
Don't you lose a lot of friends that way?
Penelope:
Oh, no. Just the opposite! You see, if you write me a letter, and I answer it, then you have to answer mine. Then I answer your second letter, and you have to write me a third in answer to my second, and then I have to write you a third, and you have to send me a fourth. And pretty soon we're so busy writing letters to each other, we haven't got time to be friends. Isn't that true?
Riportata da il 05/03/2025 alle ore 09:12

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