99/125 In becoming a man of letters, and taking that branch of letters which fell to him, he obtained the special place that was fitted for him. He was a round peg in a round hole. There was no other hole which he would have fitted nearly so well. But he had his moment of political ambition, like others,--and paid a thousand pounds for his attempt. This novel, as all my readers are aware, is a continuance of _Esmond_, and will be spoken of in its proper place. |