Novel Writing Wrecks Homes.

Perhaps That Suspicion Of Fraud Enhances The Flavor.

The Work Is With Me When I Wake Up In The Morning; It Is With Me While I Eat My Breakfast In Bed And Run Through The Newspaper, While I Shave And Bathe And Dress.

The Fools Ran After Me And I Ran After The Whores, Foolish Though I Realized Such A Proceeding To Be.

I Did Not Ask For Objections, But For Comments, Or Helpful Suggestions. I Looked For More Loyalty From You, Captain Hornblower.' That Made The Whole Argument Pointless. If Leighton Only Wanted Servile Agreement There Was No Sense In Continuing.

When I Die There May Be A Paragraph Or Two In The Newspapers. My Name Will Linger In The British Museum Reading Room Catalogue For A Space At The Head Of A Long List Of Books For Which No One Will Ever Ask.