He senses the solemnity of the occasion, however, takes one look, and backs out. He scurries off. Twenty a year. I guess it's fairly typical for editorial work, though. If you pay peanuts, you'll get monkeys.
Chase chuckles ruefully.
You know, if the magazine business really interests you, maybe you should think about going to journalism school. Uncle Clay takes another drag on his cigarette. I've sort of pulled out of the magazine business for the time being. No shame in that. Well, I've gotten involved in the recreation business instead.