I am now on terms again with the German Consulate, I know not
for how long; not, of course, with the President, which I
find a relief; still, with the Chief Justice and the English
Consul. For Haggard, I have a genuine affection; he is a
loveable man.

Wearyful man! 'Here is the yarn of Loudon Dodd, NOT AS HE
TOLD IT, BUT AS IT WAS AFTERWARDS WRITTEN.' These words were
left out by some carelessness, and I think I have been thrice
tackled about them. Grave them in your mind and wear them on
your forehead.

The Lang story will have very little about the treasure; THE
MASTER will appear; and it is to a great extent a tale of
Prince Charlie AFTER the '45, and a love story forbye: the
hero is a melancholy exile, and marries a young woman who
interests the prince, and there is the devil to pay. I think
the Master kills him in a duel, but don't know yet, not
having yet seen my second heroine. No - the Master doesn't
kill him, they fight, he is wounded, and the Master plays
DEUS EX MACHINA. I THINK just now of calling it THE TAIL OF
THE RACE; no - heavens! I never saw till this moment - but
of course nobody but myself would ever understand Mill-Race,
they would think of a quarter-mile. So - I am nameless
again. My melancholy young man is to be quite a Romeo. Yes,
I'll name the book from him: DYCE OF YTHAN - pronounce
Eethan.