(2) At Macmurdo's house in Fitzroy Street in the days of the Century Guild and its paper '_The Hobby Horse_.' (3) At a meeting somewhere in Westminster at which I delivered an address on Socialism, and at which Oscar turned up and spoke.

Robert Ross surprised me greatly by telling me, long after Oscar's death, that it was this address of mine that moved Oscar to try his hand at a similar feat by writing 'The Soul of Man Under Socialism.' (4) A chance meeting near the stage door of the Haymarket Theatre, at which our queer shyness of one another made our resolutely cordial and appreciative conversation so difficult that our final laugh and shake-hands was almost a reciprocal confession.

(5) A really pleasant afternoon we spent together on catching one another in a place where our presence was an absurdity.

It was some exhibition in Chelsea: a naval commemoration, where there was a replica of Nelson's Victory and a set of P.& O.cabins which made one seasick by mere association of ideas.

I don't know why I went or why Wilde went; but we did; and the question what the devil we were doing in that galley tickled us both.