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Chapter 7

           "Exactly!Howisitpossible?Andtherewehaveithowcanonefeel,whenone’sselfissothoroughlycomfortableastobewithoutanyotherfeelingsavethatofmaterialease?Thus,mydearGeoffrey,youmustbecontenttoletyourbookappearasthereflexandrecordofyourpastwhenyouwereinthepricklyorsensitivestagenowyouareencasedinapachydermatouscoveringofgold,whichadequatelyprotectsyoufromsuchinfluencesasmighthavemadeyoustartandwrithe,perhapsevenroarwithindignation,andintheaccessoffiercetorture,stretchoutyourhandsandgraspquiteunconsciouslythewingedthingcalledFame!"

           "Youshouldhavebeenanorator,"Isaid,risingandpacingtheroomtoandfroinvexation"Buttomeyourwordsarenotconsoling,andIdonotthinktheyaretrue.Fameiseasilyenoughsecured."

           "PardonmeifIamobstinate;"saidLuciowithadeprecatorygesture"Notorietyiseasilysecuredveryeasily.Afewcriticswhohavedinedwithyouandhadtheirfillofwine,willgiveyounotoriety.Butfameisthevoiceofthewholecivilizedpublicoftheworld."

           "Thepublic!"Iechoedcontemptuously"Thepubliconlycarefortrash."

           "Itisapityyoushouldappealtoitthen;"herespondedwithasmile"Ifyouthinksolittleofthepublicwhygiveitanythingofyourbrain?Itisnotworthyofsorareaboon!Come,comeTempestdonotjoininthesnarlofunsuccessfulauthorswhotakerefuge,whenmarkedunsaleable,inpouringoutabuseonthepublic.

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