[Editorial] highroad -> high road

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 			<p>“There is a difference,” she insisted.</p>
 			<p>“What is it?”</p>
 			<p>“Why, your good work, what you yourself call good, you can’t sell. You have tried, you know that⁠—but the editors won’t buy it.”</p>
-			<p>“Give me time, dear,” he pleaded. “The hackwork is only makeshift, and I don’t take it seriously. Give me two years. I shall succeed in that time, and the editors will be glad to buy my good work. I know what I am saying; I have faith in myself. I know what I have in me; I know what literature is, now; I know the average rot that is poured out by a lot of little men; and I know that at the end of two years I shall be on the highroad to success. As for business, I shall never succeed at it. I am not in sympathy with it. It strikes me as dull, and stupid, and mercenary, and tricky. Anyway I am not adapted for it. I’d never get beyond a clerkship, and how could you and I be happy on the paltry earnings of a clerk? I want the best of everything in the world for you, and the only time when I won’t want it will be when there is something better. And I’m going to get it, going to get all of it. The income of a successful author makes <abbr>Mr.</abbr> Butler look cheap. A ‘bestseller’ will earn anywhere between fifty and a hundred thousand dollars⁠—sometimes more and sometimes less; but, as a rule, pretty close to those figures.”</p>
+			<p>“Give me time, dear,” he pleaded. “The hackwork is only makeshift, and I don’t take it seriously. Give me two years. I shall succeed in that time, and the editors will be glad to buy my good work. I know what I am saying; I have faith in myself. I know what I have in me; I know what literature is, now; I know the average rot that is poured out by a lot of little men; and I know that at the end of two years I shall be on the high road to success. As for business, I shall never succeed at it. I am not in sympathy with it. It strikes me as dull, and stupid, and mercenary, and tricky. Anyway I am not adapted for it. I’d never get beyond a clerkship, and how could you and I be happy on the paltry earnings of a clerk? I want the best of everything in the world for you, and the only time when I won’t want it will be when there is something better. And I’m going to get it, going to get all of it. The income of a successful author makes <abbr>Mr.</abbr> Butler look cheap. A ‘bestseller’ will earn anywhere between fifty and a hundred thousand dollars⁠—sometimes more and sometimes less; but, as a rule, pretty close to those figures.”</p>
 			<p>She remained silent; her disappointment was apparent.</p>
 			<p>“Well?” he asked.</p>
 			<p>“I had hoped and planned otherwise. I had thought, and I still think, that the best thing for you would be to study shorthand⁠—you already know typewriting⁠—and go into father’s office. You have a good mind, and I am confident you would succeed as a lawyer.”</p>