CHAPTER XXIX.
HOSPITALITIES--FARNHAM, ETC.
Amongst other memorabilia in no particular order, let me set down a few visits, longer than a mere call, to sundry persons and places of note.
As these, for instance.

Annually during many years I used to be a guest from Thursday to Monday at Farnham Castle, when the good Bishop's venison was in season.

Of course, at such a table I constantly met celebrities, but a mere list of their names would be tedious, and any public record of private hospitalities I hold to be improper.

No doubt the kindly and courtly Bishop Sumner held high festival like an ancient Baron, at such a rate (for those were golden times from renewed leases for the see) as no successor with a less unlimited income could well afford.

The grandeur of Farnham Castle died with him: and my good friend from boyhood, Bishop Harold Browne, must not be blamed if with less than half his means he cannot compete with him.
I was enabled to gratify Bishop Sumner in a way that touched his heart, as thus.