Early in August, when the session was still incomplete, he dined with Laurence Fitzgibbon at the Reform Club.

Laurence had specially invited him to do so, and made very much of him on the occasion.

"By George, my dear fellow," Laurence said to him that morning, "nothing has happened to me this session that has given me so much pleasure as your being in the House.

Of course there are fellows with whom one is very intimate and of whom one is very fond,--and all that sort of thing.

But most of these Englishmen on our side are such cold fellows; or else they are like Ratler and Barrington Erle, thinking of nothing but politics.
And then as to our own men, there are so many of them one can hardly trust! That's the truth of it.