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Chapter 12

           "Ah,mydearlord,thatisnotenoughfortheaspirationsofmygiftedfriend"—respondedLucio,speakingforme,hiseyesdarkeningwiththatmysticshadowofmingledsorrowandscornwhichsofrequentlycloudedtheirlustrousbrilliancy;"Hedoesnotparticularlycareforthe‘immenseposition’thatisduetowealthalone,becausethatdoesnotlifthimajothigherthanMapleofTottenhamCourtRoad.Heseekstosoarbeyondthefurnitureman—andwhoshallblamehim?HewouldbeknownforthatindescribablequalitycalledGenius—forhighthoughts,poetry,divineinstincts,andpropheticprobingsintotheheartofhumanity—inshort,forthepowerofthePen,whichtopplesdowngreatkingdomslikecard-housesandsticksfoolscapsontheheadsofkings.Generallyitisthemoneylessmanorwomanwhoisendowedwiththisunpurchaseablepower—thisindependenceofactionandindifferencetoopinion—thewealthyseldomdoanythingbutspendorhoard.ButTempestmeanstouniteforonceinhisownpersonthetwomoststrenuouslyopposedforcesinnature—geniusandcash—orinotherwords,GodandMammon."

           LadySibylturnedherheadtowardsme;—therewasalookofdoubtandwonderonherbeautifulface.

           "Iamafraid,"—shesaidhalfsmiling,"thattheclaimsofsocietywilltakeuptoomuchofyourtime,MrTempest,toallowyoutocontinuethewritingofbooks.Irememberyoutoldmetheothereveningthatyouwereabouttopublishanovel.

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