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and how it acts on authors and publishers alike. From
what I have heard from you I feel that sooner or later
. But who is going
to abolish it?” and we both laughed as we parted, I to
the Gaiety Bar, yielding myself to a presentiment that I
would find in the great gallery material for A Mummer's
Wife.
As I walked up and down scanning the various faces I
came very quickly to distinguish between the journalists
and the mummers. “The journalists will help me with
paragraphs,” I said, “but that will be later. For the
moment mummers are my quest, actors returning from
long tours in the north of England. As I hesitated, ui?
certain how to introduce myself to a group telling droll
stories, I heard a great voice behind me, a voice that I
seemed to know, and turning I found myself face to face
with the burly Byron. “What have you done with Bill
Tinsley?” he asked. “You have left your manuscript with
him?” “The parcel I had in my hand when I had the
pleasure of making your acquaintance^JMr. Webber, was
the MS. of a novel I wrote in France. I call it A Modern
Lover." “A good title, but I am afraid it will get Bill
into trouble with the librarians.” “Does he exaggerate
the censorship?” “No, he doesn’t, a novelist is turned
down for a very little. Mudie is a more liberal minded
man, but Mr. Faux hopes to keep his library free from all
books that parents think unsuitable for their daughters to
we shall have to abolish the censorship
what I have heard from you I feel that sooner or later
. But who is going
to abolish it?” and we both laughed as we parted, I to
the Gaiety Bar, yielding myself to a presentiment that I
would find in the great gallery material for A Mummer's
Wife.
As I walked up and down scanning the various faces I
came very quickly to distinguish between the journalists
and the mummers. “The journalists will help me with
paragraphs,” I said, “but that will be later. For the
moment mummers are my quest, actors returning from
long tours in the north of England. As I hesitated, ui?
certain how to introduce myself to a group telling droll
stories, I heard a great voice behind me, a voice that I
seemed to know, and turning I found myself face to face
with the burly Byron. “What have you done with Bill
Tinsley?” he asked. “You have left your manuscript with
him?” “The parcel I had in my hand when I had the
pleasure of making your acquaintance^JMr. Webber, was
the MS. of a novel I wrote in France. I call it A Modern
Lover." “A good title, but I am afraid it will get Bill
into trouble with the librarians.” “Does he exaggerate
the censorship?” “No, he doesn’t, a novelist is turned
down for a very little. Mudie is a more liberal minded
man, but Mr. Faux hopes to keep his library free from all
books that parents think unsuitable for their daughters to
we shall have to abolish the censorship