In saying this he again looked at Mr. Watts-Dunton, manifestly addressing his remarks to him.
Not so very long ago I remained in a room after Mr. Watts-Dunton had left it.
In regard to later times, the statement of Watts-Dunton wants demonstration.
Well,” said Mr. Watts-Dunton, “that does interest me very much.
Mr. Watts-Dunton finds in this translation the Homeric eagerness, although the Homeric dignity is lacking.
Of Mr. Watts-Dunton's 'memories,' we shall write in our next chapter.
Watts-Dunton, finding the poor creature moulted and "off its feed," carried it down to Putney, resolved to domesticate it.
I suspect Watts-Dunton of having shared my lack of innate enthusiasm.
The poem had been read in fragments and deeply admired by that galaxy of poets among whom Mr. Watts-Dunton moved.
I wish I had Watts-Dunton's sure faith in meetings beyond the grave.