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Chapter 12

           ButIavoidalltheconfounded‘new’poets—avoid‘emlikepoison,sir—ha—ha!Anythingbuta‘new’poet;theoldonesaregoodenoughforme!Whysir,thesereviewerswhogivethemselvessuchairswithapennorthofinkandapen,aremostlyhalf-grownhalf-educatedboyswhoforacoupleofguineasaweekundertaketotellthepublicwhattheythinkofsuchandsuchabook,asifanyonecaredajotabouttheirgreenopinions!Ridiculous—quiteridiculous!—whatdotheytakethepublicforIwonder!Editorsofresponsiblejournalsoughttoknowbetterthantoemploysuchyoungcoxcombsjustbecausetheycangetthemcheap——"

           Atthisjuncturethebutlercameupbehindhismaster’schairandwhisperedafewwords.TheEarl’sbrowclouded—thenheaddressedhissister-in-law—

           "Charlotte,LadyEltonsendswordthatshewillcomeintothedrawing-roomto-night.Perhapsyouhadbettergoandseethatsheismadecomfortable."And,asMissCharlotterose,heturnedtoussaying—"Mywifeisseldomwellenoughtoseevisitors,butthiseveningshefeelsinclinedforalittlechangeanddistractionfromthemonotonyofhersick-room.Itwillbeverykindofyoutwogentlementoentertainher—shecannotspeakmuch,butherhearingandsightareexcellent,andshetakesgreatinterestinallthatisgoingon

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