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MY DEAR STERLING,
You are a brick. You shall do as you will. My chief reluctance is that if it become known, or "when" it becomes known, there may ensue a suspicion of my honesty in praising you and "your" book; for critics and readers are not likely to look into the matter of dates. For your sake I should be sorry to have it thought that my commendation was only a log-rolling incident; for myself, I should care nothing about it. This eel is accustomed to skinning.