As soon as I heard that Oscar Wilde was arrested and bail refused, I tried to get permission to visit him in Holloway.

I was told I should have to see him in a kind of barred cage; and talk to him from the distance of at least a yard.

It seemed to me too painful for both of us, so I went to the higher authorities and got permission to see him in a private room.

The Governor met me at the entrance of the prison: to my surprise he was more than courteous; charmingly kind and sympathetic.
"We all hope," he said, "that he will soon be free; this is no place for him.

Everyone likes him, everyone.