INITIAL CHAPTER.
CONTAINING MR. CAXTON’s UNAVAILING CAUTION NOT TO BE DULL.
“I hope, Pisistratus,” said my father, “that you do not intend to be dull?”
“Heaven forbid, sir! What could make you ask such a question? Intend! No! if I am dull it is from innocence.”
“A very long discourse upon knowledge!” said my father; “very long! I should cut it out.”
I looked upon my father as a Byzantian sage might have looked on a Vandal. “Cut it out!”
“Stops the action, sir!” said my father, dogmatically.
“Action! But a novel is not a drama.”
“No; it is a great deal longer,—twenty times as long, I dare say,” replied Mr. Caxton, with a sigh.