The trouble is, if you read the original Kipling collections you have each short story with its associated poem, some of which work brilliantly ("They" and "Who will return us the children" for example) and some of which just don't, and as a result The Janeites and Jane went to heaven are linked indissolubly, leaving one wondering (as so often with Kipling) how he could produce something so insightful with the one part of his mind and something so crass with the other. Personally, I wonder if the processes he describes in 'Wireless' and 'The Greatest Story in the World' aren't semi-autobiographical.