 What was the new editor trying to convince Ross into doing?
At the table are Gill; William Shawn, then editor of The New Yorker ; and the reclusive English writer Henry Green. This was, after all, a man renowned for his retiring propriety, a man who sedulously barred anything smacking of the salacious--from lingerie ads to four-letter words--from the magazine he stewarded from 1952 until 1987, five years before his death. Moreover, Mehta writes as Shawn's adoring acolyte, whereas Ross writes as his longtime adulterous lover. Just knowing that Mrs. Shawn is still alive adds a certain tension to reading much of what this Other Woman chooses to divulge. Now, Ross seems like a nice lady, and I certainly have nothing against adultery, which I hear is being carried on in the best circles these days.
 Re-joining the magazine
 Re-joining the magazine  Leaving Shawn for good  Retiring from the magazine  Booting out Mehta