I crushed the letter spasmodically in my hand as I walked mechanically up and down the length of the dining-room, a rage of anger filling my brain and the blood thundering in my ears. "Rejected! and that not for the first time. Another year and a half's work flung away--simply flung away, and I am no nearer recognition than ever. Incredible it seems that they won't accept that."…
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