A daring innovation of great strength and almost photographic intensity, that appeals to the lovers of sensational fiction; wise, witty, yet touchingly pathetic.
shall Tomkins say? Yes. Ah--hum--what the deuce shall I make him say? It must not be too much like what a dying man would say, because the British public is dead against realism. It must not either show any strong contempt for religion; a little mild contempt, of course, goes down and is fashionable, but I must not express it forcibly. He must not either evince a disbelief in immortality--at least that's dangerous ground. Some publishers will accept it and some won't.--Better leave it out. Ah--hum--what shall Tomkins say? I have it! A retrospect of his past life! And yet--No, stay! that won't do. Something that sounds like something that might possibly be immoral might turn up in it, and that would be fatal--damn the MS. utterly. Well, look here, Tomkins has got to die, and I've got to finish the book, so I must get something down. 'Darling Mabel, this parting is terrible, but still I feel we shall meet in another world.' Now, is that safe? Has a similar phrase been put in heaps of novels before? Because the