Lord Dymchurch had been considerably impressed by Lashmar's talk; the bio-sociological theory and all its consequences applied alike to his reason and his imagination; he had mused over this new philosophy, and the opportunity of being ever so little helpful to such a man as its originator should, he felt, be regarded as a privilege.

That he could not altogether "take to" Lashmar was nothing to the point.

How often had he rebuked himself for his incrustation of prejudices, social and personal, which interfered between him and the living, progressing world! Fie upon his finical spirit, which dwelt so vulgarly on a man's trivial defects! "With pleasure," he replied; and, as if feeling it insufficient, he added, "with great pleasure!" Dyce's lips forgot Mrs.Toplady; he smiled his own smile of genial satisfaction, and, as his way was when pleased, broke into effusive talk.

He told of Lady Ogram, of the political situation at Hollingford, of editor Breakspeare, of the cantankerous Robb, and to all this Lord Dymchurch willingly lent ear.
"I should uncommonly like you to go down with me some day.

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