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Chapter 20

           "Youareindeedasweet-naturedphilosopher"saidLuciosmiling,"ifyoucansymbolizeyouradversereviewersbyaflockofdoves!"

           Shelaughedmerrily.

           "Well,itisaremedyagainstallirritation,"shereturned;"Iusedtoworryagooddealovermywork,andwonderwhyitwasthatthepresspeopleweresounnecessarilyharduponme,whentheyshowedsomuchleniencyandencouragementtofarworsewritersbutafteralittleseriousconsideration,findingthatcriticalopinioncarriednosortofconvictionwhatevertothepublic,Ideterminedtotroublenomoreaboutitexceptinthewayofdoves!"

           "Inthewayofdoves,youfeedyourreviewers,"Iobserved.

           "Exactly!AndIsupposeIhelptofeedthemevenaswomenandmen!"shesaid"Theygetsomethingfromtheireditorsfor‘slashing’myworkandtheyprobablymakealittlemoreoutofsellingtheir‘reviewcopies.Soyouseethedove-emblemholdsgoodthroughout.Butyouhavenotseenthe‘Athenæum,’oh,youmustseehim!"

           Withlaughterstilllurkinginherblueeyes,shetookusoutofthepigeon-court,andledthewayroundtoasequesteredandshadycornerofthegarden,where,inalargeaviary-cagefittedupforitsspecialconvenience,satasolemnwhiteowl.Theinstantitperceivedus,itbecameangry,andrufflingupitsdownyfeathers,rolleditsglisteningyelloweyesvindictivelyandopeneditsbeak.Twosmallerowlssatinthebackground,pressedclosetogetheronegrey,theotherbrown.

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