were all after him. So were the Birthday Honours brokers.
Of these advances Dunkle took not the smallest notice. Money was pouring in upon him, and he was much too busy getting rid of it to think of answering letters. How much, first and last, he drew in royalties on "Trixie" who shall say? Not I. I have been told that he made fifty thousand pounds out of the book. I have been told that he made one hundred and seventy thousand out of it. I have been told that he made three hundred and six thousand out of it. I have been told that he made a cool million out of it. Actually a cool one. We are not required to believe these fairy tales. The prizes of the fiction market are substantial, but at their biggest they look very small potatoes beside those which are to be gained elsewhere. If you want to acquire money in impressive