I had also a vision of the letter I would presently address to Mr.
Pinhorn, breaking, as it were, with Mr.Pinhorn.

Of course, however, the next minute the voice of _The Empire_ was in my ears.
The article wasn't, I thanked heaven, a review; it was a "leader," the last of three, presenting Neil Paraday to the human race.

His new book, the fifth from his hand, had been but a day or two out, and _The Empire_, already aware of it, fired, as if on the birth of a prince, a salute of a whole column.

The guns had been booming these three hours in the house without our suspecting them.

The big blundering newspaper had discovered him, and now he was proclaimed and anointed and crowned.