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"I'm so glad I plucked up courage to come and see you, Mr. Wittekind," she said. "I feel much happier. I'm quite content to leave Adrian's reputation in your hands. I wish, indeed, I had come to see you before." "I wish you had," said he. "Mr. Chayne has been most kind; but " "Jaffery Chayne isn't you," he laughed. "But all the same, he's a splendid fellow and an admirable man of business."
And if Mackenzie & Co. thought it worth while to bring out such an edition of an entirely second-rate author, surely it would be to Wittekind's advantage to treat Adrian equally sumptuously. I advised her to write to Wittekind. She did. Accompanied by a fury of ink, she sent me his most courteous and sensible answer. Both books were doing splendidly.
Wittekind himself, tall, loose-limbed, courteous, the least tradesman-like person you can imagine, rose to receive her.
"And I," said Wittekind, "give you my word of honour and I have also given you independent testimony that no manuscript of your husband's has ever entered this office." "Suppose they had come in his handwriting, would they have been destroyed?" "Certainly not. Every sheet would have been returned with the proofs. Typed copy may or may not be returned." "But autograph copy is valuable?"
As Germany, in its wars with the Romans, found its hero in the great Arminius, or Hermann; and as England, in its contest with the Normans, found a heroic defender in the valiant Hereward; so Saxony, in its struggle with Charlemagne, gave origin to a great soul, the indomitable patriot Wittekind, who kept the war afoot years after the Saxons would have yielded to their mighty foe, and, like Hereward, only gave up the struggle when hope itself was at an end.
"You see, I must go home to my father's I'm strong enough now and start my life, such as it is, all over again. I can't touch another penny of the Wittekind money. Castleton's people and Jaffery must be paid." "Tom Castleton," I said, "was alone in the world, and Jaffery's not the man to take back a free gift beautifully given.
"Do you think any of it has ever come into the office?" "I'm sure it hasn't." "Thank you, Mr. Forest." The reader retired. "You see," said Wittekind. "Then where are the original manuscripts of 'The Diamond Gate' and 'The Greater Glory'?" "I'm very sorry, dear Mrs. Boldero, but I have no means of knowing." "Mr.
"I please to call it," said he, "by the only conceivable title that is adequate to such a work." Then he laughed, with a gleam of his old charm, and filled up my wine glass. "Anyhow, Wittekind, who has the commercial end of things in view, thinks it's ripping." He lifted his glass. "Here's to 'God." "Here's to the new book under a different name," said I.
When he had finished his work with the Arabs, he returned to Saxony with his whole army, fought a battle in 779 in the dry bed of the Eder, and in 780 defeated Wittekind and his followers in two great battles, completely disorganizing and discouraging the Saxon bands, and again bringing the whole country under his control.
"I knew nothing of the change," said I, "but I'm very glad to hear of it now." Many times before had I been forced to disclaim knowledge of what Jaffery had been doing with the book. "Wittekind wouldn't have the old title," cried Jaffery eagerly. "The public are very narrow minded, and he felt that in certain quarters it might be misunderstood."
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