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There is in fact, Gentlemen, no such thing as 'mere literature.' Pedants have coined that contemptuous term to express a figmentary concept of their own imagination or-to be more accurate, an hallucination of wrath-having about as much likeness to a vera causa as had the doll which (if you remember) Maggie Tulliver used to beat in the garret whenev