...e walk which he took in Hyde Park with Froude and Carlyle. I wished, he wrote home, we could all be photographed . . . . We three were nearly run over in crossing the tide [Rotten Row] and dear old Carlyle had to run for life. I am so glad to have seen him— he was charming. Not long after, he dined with Darwin at his home, which he described in his letters as enlawned. Soon enter the p...