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Oscar Wilde's craving after notoriety is a positive craze. When he went over to New York he went about dressed in a bottle green coat with a waist up to his shoulders, and people threw things at him. Far from objecting to all this, it filled him with delighted complacency. "Insult me, throw mud at me, but only look at me," seemed to be his creed. The possibility of a prison may not be pleasing to him, says Mr. Labouchere, but I believe that the notoriety that has overtaken him has such a charm for him that it outweighs everything else.

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