鈥淎s, however, I understand you have nearly finished the novel La Vendee, perhaps you will favour me with a sight of it when convenient. 鈥?I remain, etc., etc., He had telegraphed in the morning to Captain Hulbert at Venice, but there had been no reply so far; and he could only suppose that Allegra and her husband had left the city upon one of those excursions which his sister had described to him as diversifying their quiet life in their palace on the grand canal. He had not been at home long, and his tired eyes were still dazed and blinded by the flood of sunlight which the servants had let in upon the rooms after the funeral, when a telegram was brought to him. 鈥楧on鈥檛 go unless you wish,鈥?he said suddenly. 鈥楪ive up the catalogue altogether if you like.鈥? 鈥榃ill you ask her?鈥?he said to her brother. 鈥楽he is in there.鈥? 亚洲五月六月丁香缴情-亚洲 日韩 国产 有码 鈥楴ow don鈥檛 be mean, Miss Propert,鈥?said he. The novel-reading world did not go mad about The Warden; but I soon felt that it had not failed as the others had failed. There were notices of it in the press, and I could discover that people around me knew that I had written a book. Mr. Longman was complimentary, and after a while informed me that there would be profits to divide. At the end of 1855 I received a cheque for 锟? 8s. 8d., which was the first money I had ever earned by literary work 鈥?that 锟?0 which poor Mr. Colburn had been made to pay certainly never having been earned at all. At the end of 1856 I received another sum of 锟?0 15s. 1d. The pecuniary success was not great. Indeed, as regarded remuneration for the time, stone-breaking would have done better. A thousand copies were printed, of which, after a lapse of five or six years, about 300 had to be converted into another form, and sold as belonging to a cheap edition. In its original form The Warden never reached the essential honour of a second edition.