Sylvia Lynd asks for ‘a recitative and an air (rhymed) beginning “Now I shall be able to live within my income”‘ from a modern opera. She also asks for the dramatis personae and a summary of the plot.
Everyone rhymes the recitative. Lynd spots that her ‘rhymed’ might be held to apply to both words, and apologies. She has time to thank Allan M. Laing, W. E. V. Burch (William Edward Victor Burch, 1907-1982, a company secretary like his father before him, and entering with an image of a shareholders’ meeting), F.M. Harris and Guy Hadley (another opera set in the City). But space only to say that no-one is worth the money, not even second prizes, nothing.
An ignominious chapter.