I was still more surprised by his white, bitter face.

I could not get rid of the impression it left on me.

While groping among these reflections I was suddenly struck by a sort of likeness, a similarity of expression and of temper between Lord Alfred Douglas and his unhappy father.

I could not get it out of my head--that little face blanched with rage and the wild, hating eyes; the shrill voice, too, was Queensberry's.
FOOTNOTES: [12] I am very glad that Bernard Shaw has lately put in print his memory of this conversation.

The above account was printed, though not published, in 1911, and in 1914 Shaw published his recollection of what took place at this consultation.