She spoke with a sort of doomlike abandon for which her high, astringent voice was not fitted. "It's done now. Whether anybody likes it or not. ...

Nowadays a letter-hack says things simply, which is, after all, the best way. Take any good story. You don't find long, stilted sentences with long-winded descriptions (which was one reason I put ‘The Dimension of Chance’ last). So listen and learn, letter-hacks.

Thy turfy mountains, where live nibbling sheep, And flat meads thatch'd with stover, them to keep; […]

Jones has a two-seamer with heavy sink.