Sinópse: Excerpt from Captain Ravenshaw, or the Maid of Cheapside a Romance of Elizabethan London, Vol. 2 Here is offered mere story, the sort of thing Mr. Howells cannot tolerate. He will have none of us and our works, poor neo-romanticists that we are. Curiously enough, we neo-romanticists, or most of us, will always gratefully have him; of his works we cannot have too many one of us, I know, has walked miles to get the magazine containing the latest instal ment of his latest serial. This looks as if we were more liberal than he. He would, for the most part, prohibit fiction from being else than the record of the passing moment it should reflect only ourselves and our own little tediousnesses he would hang the chamber with mirrors, and taboo all pictures; or if he admitted pictures they should depict this hour’s actualities alone, there should be no figures in cos tume. But who shall decide in these matters what is to be and what is not to be? Who shall deny that all kinds of fiction have equal right to exist? Who shall dictate our choice of theme, or place, or time? Who shall forbid us in our faltering way to imagine forth the past if we like? The dead past, say you? About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.