ographed by Lady Hills-Johnes.
When the photograph came out, it was seen that we were all three of the same height, with a sort of brother-like resemblance.
Sir James is a very winning character, for he takes one's good — will and affection by storm.
His heart is white and clean.
As for Lady Hills-Johnes, her rare gifts of intellect and sympathy penetrate the heart, like welcome warmth.
I have been more talkative in this house than I have been in any house I can remember, except Newstead Abbey, where one was stimulated by that exceptional, most loveable being, Mrs. Webb.
I happened to be full of speech, and the Hills-Johnes had the gift of knowing how to make me talk.
So, what with full freedom of speech, friendly faces, and genuine sympathy, I was very happy, and I fear I shall leave here with a reputation for loquacity.
When I leave, I shall cork up again, and be my reserved self!
November 7th, Wednesday.
Went to the Queen's Hall to hear Lord Salisbury speak.