SAMUEL BUTLER From Ebury Street to Wilton Crescent Monty walked. It did not cross his mind to hail a taxi—partly because the morning was one of sunshine, partly because it was an article of his creed always to walk when he was alone. It would have seemed to him a waste of opportunity not to have ...
And yet what could be harder? For here I have already written four chapters, and still the most important characters have not appeared. What should I say to a pupil who wrote me an essay and never really began to grapple with the subject till his essay was a third done? How easily I should point ...