Dear Spirted Dissent,
I cannot know the sort of man you mean, or if I am dashing enough to meet the task but I am intending to make my name as a writer, and no writer worth his salt made a name by toeing the line. I intend to worry the halls of power with my words.

I hope that might meet your standard as a mutineer against complacency. I admit to bein incredibly curious about a lady who describes herself thus. That alone would make me interested in writing to you.

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