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Pianissimo!"

He stopped, and the sheet of paper fell from his hands.
"Well," she said, with all the eagerness of a new-born writer, "tell
me, do you think them _very_ bad?"
"Well, Angela, you know----"
"Ah! go on now; I am ready to be crushed. Pray don't spare my
feelings."
"I was about to say that, thanks be to Providence, I am not a critic;
but I think----"
"Oh! yes, let me hear what you think. You are speaking so slowly, in
order to get time to invent something extra cutting. Well, I deserve
it."
"Don't interrupt; I was going to say that I think the piece above the
average of second-class poetry, and that a few of the lines touch the
first-class standard. You have caught something of the 'divine
afflatus' that the drunken old fellow said he could not cage. But I do
not think that you will ever be popular as a writer of verses if you
keep to that style; I doubt if there is a magazine in the kingdom that
would take those lines unless they were by a known writer. They would
return them marked, 'Good, but too vague for the general public.


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