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He was the lynx-eyed scrutinizer of the conduct of the Judges; the honest censor of the Courts of Justice; therefore, of all men he was the most likely to fall under the displeasure of the dispensers of the laws. To criticise fairly the conduct of the Judges, though it is one of the most necessary and the most honourable of occupations, is likewise one of the most dangerous.
Perhaps a close scrutinizer of countenances might have detected some resemblance a family one between him and his three companions. If such there was, it was very slight; but there might have been, from the relationship that existed between them and him.
"He sent it. The Scrutinizer, which had been running for nearly a century without publishing a line of fiction, took it and asked for more. It was as if there were an editorial conspiracy against him." "Well?" said the man of war. "Then," said Smithson, "George pulled himself together. He wrote a parody of 'The Minstrel Boy. I have seen a good many parodies, but never such a parody as that.
The progress of his last illness was very rapid. Within a year he wanted but one specimen to make the complete set. This was the one published from the offices of the Scrutinizer. All the rest he had obtained with the greatest ease.
By return of post came a long envelope bearing the crest of the Scrutinizer. 'At last, he said, as he tore it open. "'George, old man, I said, 'your hand. "He looked at me a full minute. Then with a horrible, mirthless laugh he fell to the ground, and expired almost instantly. You will readily guess what killed him. The poem had been returned, but without a rejection form!"
I remember his telling me that a single short story of his, called 'The Vengeance of Vera Dalrymple, had been instrumental in securing no less than thirty perfect specimens. Poor George! I was with him when he made his first attempt on the Scrutinizer. He had baited his hook with an essay on Evolution. He read me one or two passages from it.
At this point I rebelled I ground my teeth resolutely my face flushed to the temples I could willingly have stricken that audacious scrutinizer in the face with my clinched hand, and he knew it! How coarse coarseness makes us, even when most disinclined to it naturally! His sensuous brutality made me almost fiercely brutal in turn.
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