B Tom Smith was a writer. He wrote detective stories for magazines. One evening He could not find an end for a story. He sat with his type writer in front of him, but he had no ideas. So he decided to go to the cinema. When he came back, he found that he had a visitor. Someone had broken into his room. The man had had a drink, smoked several of Tom’s cigarettes─and had read his story. The visitor left Tom a note: “I have read the story and I don’t think much of it. Please read my advice and then you can finish it. By the way, I am a thief. I am not going to steal anything tonight. But if you become a successful writer, I will return!” Tom read the thief’s advice. Then he sat down and wrote the rest of the story. He is still not a successful writer, and he is waiting for the thief to return. Before he goes out in the evening, near his type writer he always leaves story which has not been finished.