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"
Never
fear
!
"
returned
Lucio
--
"
I
've
learned
all
my
stock-phrases
by
heart
--
a
'
star
of
the
first
magnitude
'
etc.
--
I
've
read
the
Athenæum
till
I
've
got
the
lingo
of
the
literary
auctioneer
well-nigh
perfect
,
and
I
believe
I
shall
acquit
myself
admirably
.
Au
revoir
!
"
He
was
gone
;
and
I
,
after
a
little
desultory
looking
over
my
papers
,
went
out
to
lunch
at
Arthur
's
,
of
which
club
I
was
now
a
member
.
On
my
way
I
stopped
to
look
in
at
a
bookseller
's
window
to
see
if
my
'
immortal
'
production
was
yet
on
show
.
It
was
not
--
and
the
volume
put
most
conspicuously
to
the
front
among
all
the
'
newest
books
'
was
one
entitled
'
Differences
.
By
Mavis
Clare
.
'
Acting
on
a
sudden
impulse
I
went
in
to
purchase
it
.
"
Has
this
a
good
sale
?
"
I
asked
,
as
the
volume
was
handed
to
me
.
The
clerk
at
the
counter
opened
his
eyes
wide
.
"
Sale
?
"
he
echoed
--
"
Well
,
I
should
think
so
--
rather
!
Why
everybody
's
reading
it
!
"
"
Indeed
!
"
and
I
turned
over
the
uncut
pages
carelessly
--
"
I
see
no
allusion
whatever
to
it
in
the
papers
.
"
The
clerk
smiled
and
shrugged
his
shoulders
.
"
No
--
and
you
're
not
likely
to
,
sir
"
--
he
said
--
"
Miss
Clare
is
too
popular
to
need
reviews
.
Besides
,
a
large
number
of
the
critics
--
the
'
log-rollers
'
especially
,
are
mad
against
her
for
her
success
,
and
the
public
know
it
.
Only
the
other
day
a
man
came
in
here
from
one
of
the
big
newspaper
offices
and
told
me
he
was
taking
a
few
notes
on
the
books
which
had
the
largest
sales
--
would
I
tell
him
which
author
's
works
were
most
in
demand
?
I
said
Miss
Clare
took
the
lead
--
as
she
does
--
and
he
got
into
a
regular
rage
.
Said
he
--
'
That
's
the
answer
I
've
had
all
along
the
line
,
and
however
true
it
is
,
it
's
no
use
to
me
because
I
dare
not
mention
it
.
My
editor
would
instantly
scratch
it
out
--
he
hates
Miss
Clare
.
'
'
A
precious
editor
you
've
got
!
'
I
said
,
and
he
looked
rather
queer
.
There
's
nothing
like
journalism
,
sir
,
for
the
suppression
of
truth
!
"
I
smiled
,
and
went
away
with
my
purchase
,
convinced
that
I
had
wasted
a
few
shillings
on
a
mere
piece
of
woman
's
trash
.
If
this
Mavis
Clare
was
indeed
so
'
popular
,
'
then
her
work
must
naturally
be
of
the
'
penny
dreadful
'
order
,
for
I
,
like
many
another
literary
man
,
laboured
under
the
ludicrous
inconsistency
of
considering
the
public
an
'
ass
'
while
I
myself
desired
nothing
so
much
as
the
said
'
ass
's
'
applause
and
approval
!
--
and
therefore
I
could
not
imagine
it
capable
of
voluntarily
selecting
for
itself
any
good
work
of
literature
without
guidance
from
the
critics
.
Of
course
I
was
wrong
;
the
great
masses
of
the
public
in
all
nations
are
always
led
by
some
instinctive
sense
of
right
,
that
moves
them
to
reject
the
false
and
unworthy
,
and
select
the
true
.
