Tom laughed. Don't worry. Soon you'll be a famous model with a house and car of your own. You won't have to marry Bungo.
A week later, one set of photographs was sent back. A magazine called Fashion did not want them.
Don't worry. I sent sets of photos to nine other magazines. The next day, three more lots came back. And the day after that, five more envelopes arrived at Tom's house. Rita was very upset. Nobody wants me. I shall never be a model.
No,that's not true. There's one magazine which hasn't replied yet. It's called Dream. Perhaps Dream will use our photos.