He has ceased to be a prophet.

Surrounded by second-rate people, and choosing for his intimate friends mainly the new rich, and now thoroughly liking the game of politics for its amusing adventure, he has retained little of his original genius except its quickness.
His intuitions are amazing.

He astonished great soldiers in the war by his premonstrations.

Lord Milner, a cool critic, would sit by the sofa of the dying Dr.Jameson telling how Mr.Lloyd George was right again and again when all the soldiers were wrong.

Lord Rhondda, who disliked him greatly and rather despised him, told me how often Mr.Lloyd George put heart into a Cabinet that was really trembling on the edge of despair.