H'ry nobly accepts the fate of The Tragic Muse (except for the fact that he's going to bemoan his failures in the theater soon enough):
"I have no illusions of any kind about the book, & least of all about its circulation & 'popularity.' From these things I am quite divorced...One must go one's way & know what one's about & have a general plan & a private religion -- in short to have made up one's mind as to ce qui en est with a public the draggling after which simply leads one in the gutter. One has always a 'public' enough if one has an audible vibration -- even if it shld. only come for one's self."