He has created a new Way of Life.
_P.E._ Can't see that that's anything to shout about. What's his platform,
anyway?
_L.E._ Platform? To anyone who has tho slightest acquaintance with
Applecart the very idea of a platform is fantastic. He doesn't stand; he
soars.
_P.E._ Well, what are his _views_, then? Pretty tall, I suppose, if he's
such a high flier.
_L.E._ You may well say so. In the first place he discards all the old
artistic formulae.
_P.E._ I know; you write a solid slab of purple prose, scissor it into a
jig-saw puzzle, serve it with a dazzle dressing and call it the New Poetry.
_L.E._ Have your joke, if you will. But, more important still, Applecart is
a rebel against humanity and all its fetishes, social, ethical and
political.
_P.E. (startled)._ A Bolshie, I suppose you mean?
_L.E._ The artist is proof against all these vulgar terms of abuse, culled
from the hustings. Call him a Pussyfoot as well; you cannot shake him from
his pinnacle.
_P.E._ Yes, but look here--he's just the sort of pernicious agitator we're
out against in _The Crisis_--at least in my department.
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