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           Why,whatevershouldwedoifTevershallshutdown--?Itdoesn’tbearthinkingof.Alwaysthatthrongit’sbeen,exceptatstrikes,andeventhenthefan-wheelsdidn’tstand,exceptwhentheyfetchedtheponiesup.I’msureit’safunnyworld,youdon’tknowwhereyouarefromyeartoyear,youreallydon’t.’

           ItwasMrsBolton’stalkthatreallyputanewfightintoClifford.Hisincome,asshepointedouttohim,wassecure,fromhisfather’strust,eventhoughitwasnotlarge.Thepitsdidnotreallyconcernhim.Itwastheotherworldhewantedtocapture,theworldofliteratureandfame;thepopularworld,nottheworkingworld.

           Nowherealizedthedistinctionbetweenpopularsuccessandworkingsuccess:thepopulaceofpleasureandthepopulaceofwork.He,asaprivateindividual,hadbeencateringwithhisstoriesforthepopulaceofpleasure.Andhehadcaughton.Butbeneaththepopulaceofpleasurelaythepopulaceofwork,grim,grimy,andratherterrible.Theytoohadtohavetheirproviders.Anditwasamuchgrimmerbusiness,providingforthepopulaceofwork,thanforthepopulaceofpleasure.Whilehewasdoinghisstories,and’gettingon’intheworld,Tevershallwasgoingtothewall.

           Herealizednowthatthebitch-goddessofSuccesshadtwomainappetites:oneforflattery,adulation,strokingandticklingsuchaswritersandartistsgaveher;buttheotheragrimmerappetiteformeatandbones.Andthemeatandbonesforthebitch-goddesswereprovidedbythemenwhomademoneyinindustry.