 ... of a great staircase, I saw a gigantic hand in armour. In the evening I sat down and began to write, without knowing in the least what I intended to say or relate. The work grew on my hands, and I grew fond of it. Add, that I was very glad to think...  Blackwood's Magazine - Page 1491819Full view - About this book
 | Wayne Andrews - Art - 1990 - 198 pages
...sat down and began to write without knowing in the least what I intended to say or relate. The work grew on my hands, and I grew fond of it — add that I was very glad to think of anything rather than politics. In short I was so engrossed with my tale . . . that one evening I wrote... | |
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