Moreover,  I  remembered  that  he  had  said  *  If  a  man  be
attacked,  let  him  attack.'

Wretched  work.     Odium  literarium."

My  father  added :  "  I  never  sent  my  lines  to  Punch.
John  Forster  did.  They  were  too  bitter.  I  do  not  think
that  I  should  ever  have  published  them."


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CHAPTER  XII.
"THE  PRINCESS."


Maybe  wildest  dreams
Are  but  the  needful  preludes  of  the  truth.
