Time was when Mrs. Humphry Ward, Mother Hubbard and Queen Victoria formed a trinity of idols that epitomized their age. Of the three, Mrs. Ward was notably the most prolific. Year after year, with tireless didactic persistence, she penned a series of diffuse improving novels,* with the best of intentions and the most overwhelming success. When she died in 1920, aged 69, few of her readers thought to ask if she was survived by a Mr. Humphry Ward. For all that most of them knew, he might have been an anonymous consort to a...
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