"I can't do anything with it myself, and it is merely occupying
space in my pigeon-holes for which I can find better use. It may
need a certain amount of revision--in fact, it is sure to, for it is
unconscionably long, and, thanks to the persistent failure of Miss
Andrews to do as I thought she would, may frequently seem incoherent.
For your own sake revise it, for the readers of your book won't
believe that you are telling a true story anyhow; they will say that
you wrote this chapter and attributed it to me, and you will find
yourself held responsible for its shortcomings. I have inserted a
few notes here and there which will give you an idea of what I
suffered as I wrote on and found her growing daily less and less
tractable, with occasionally an indication of the point of divergence
between her actual behavior and that which I expected of her."
To a fellow-workman in literary fields this chapter is of pathetic
interest, though it may not so appear to the reader who knows little
of the difficulties of authorship.
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