Blanche steals up coaxingly, and gets snubbed for her pains.
A pause.
MR.

CAXTON.--"There are two golden rules of life; one relates to the mind, and the other to the pockets.

The first is, If our thoughts get into a low, nervous, aguish condition, we should make them change the air; the second is comprised in the proverb, 'It is good to have two strings to one's bow.' Therefore, Pisistratus, I tell you what you must do,--Write a book!" PISISTRATUS.--"Write a book! Against the abolition of the Corn Laws?
Faith, sir, the mischief's done! It takes a much better pen than mine to write down an act of parliament." MR.

CAXTON.--"I only said, 'Write a book.' All the rest is the addition of your own headlong imagination." PISISTRATUS (with the recollection of The Great Book rising before him).--"Indeed, sir, I should think that that would just finish us!" MR.

CAXTON (not seeming to heed the interruption).--"A book that will sell; a book that will prop up the fall of prices; a book that will distract your mind from its dismal apprehensions, and restore your affection to your species and your hopes in the ultimate triumph of sound principles--by the sight of a favourable balance at the end of the yearly accounts.