Did Horace dare take a risk on that poet Rickman? The poet dropped his aitches, for one thing. And there was the matter of that actress he doted on—low-class! Yet cousin Lucia kept asking about him . . . and Horace did think maybe, just maybe, Rickman was a genius. But could Horace introduce Rickman to his club? He yearned to—and yet, as he told Lucia, "The burnt critic dreads the divine fire!"