Stephen Crane came with me.

I gave him a lunch on Wednesday.

Anthony Hope, McCarthy, Harold Frederic and Barrie came.
Sir Evelyn Wood instead of coming was detained at the war office and sent instead a lance Sergeant on horseback with a huge envelope marked "On Her Majesty's Service," which was to be delivered into my hands-- The entire Savoy was upset and it was generally supposed that war had been declared and that I was being ordered to the front-- The whole hotel hung over us until I had receipted for the package and the soldier had saluted and clanked away.

I gave Crane the letter as a souvenir.

I also saw Seymour Hicks' first night and recognized 15 American songs in it.
The London Times offered me the position of correspondent on the Greek frontier.