[Editorial] odalisk -> odalisque

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 			<p>I resigned. My fellow clerks gave me a farewell banquet. The speech I made there coruscated. It was printed in full by the Gazette. The next morning I awoke and looked at the clock.</p>
 			<p>“Late, by George!” I exclaimed, and grabbed for my clothes. Louisa reminded me that I was no longer a slave to hardware and contractors’ supplies. I was now a professional humorist.</p>
 			<p>After breakfast she proudly led me to the little room off the kitchen. Dear girl! There was my table and chair, writing pad, ink, and pipe tray. And all the author’s trappings⁠—the celery stand full of fresh roses and honeysuckle, last year’s calendar on the wall, the dictionary, and a little bag of chocolates to nibble between inspirations. Dear girl!</p>
-			<p>I sat me to work. The wall paper is patterned with arabesques or odalisks or⁠—perhaps⁠—it is trapezoids. Upon one of the figures I fixed my eyes. I bethought me of humor.</p>
+			<p>I sat me to work. The wall paper is patterned with arabesques or odalisque or⁠—perhaps⁠—it is trapezoids. Upon one of the figures I fixed my eyes. I bethought me of humor.</p>
 			<p>A voice startled me⁠—Louisa’s voice.</p>
 			<p>“If you aren’t too busy, dear,” it said, “come to dinner.”</p>
 			<p>I looked at my watch. Yes, five hours had been gathered in by the grim scytheman. I went to dinner.</p>