. George Meredith; his life and friends in relation to his work. dingdown to Esher station one day when a little boy,some five years old, in trying to run across the roadin front of her horse, stumbled and fell. He was ^ They were the daughters of Sampson Michell, of Croft West,Cornwall. Mrs Benjamin Wood was a good classic scholar, and hertranslations from Lucian were highly commended. Her manyvolumes of poetry, prose, and correspondence were privately pub-lished : a set is in the possession of her grand-nephew. Sir IhomasBarrett-Lennard, Bart. Mrs Woods niece, Mrs Steel, relates thatMeredith
. George Meredith; his life and friends in relation to his work. dingdown to Esher station one day when a little boy,some five years old, in trying to run across the roadin front of her horse, stumbled and fell. He was ^ They were the daughters of Sampson Michell, of Croft West,Cornwall. Mrs Benjamin Wood was a good classic scholar, and hertranslations from Lucian were highly commended. Her manyvolumes of poetry, prose, and correspondence were privately pub-lished : a set is in the possession of her grand-nephew. Sir IhomasBarrett-Lennard, Bart. Mrs Woods niece, Mrs Steel, relates thatMeredith used to visit Eltham Lodge, as a rule, twice a week; andhis gentle chivalry of manner to one many years his senior must havedone much to smooth the intercourse of two natures so dissimilar, soindependent. She sometimes rebuked him for what seemed to herexcess in his opinions and occasionally a fantastic manner of ex-pressing them; but they genuinely liked and respected each other,and he spoke with warmth of her when she could no longer know ofhis loyalty. K .. Faireholme, Esher. Hf;RE Meredith \ed 1858-59, and COMMENCED EvAN HARRINGTONContemiorary photograph by Mr. F,J. WUliamson THE DUFF GORDONS 105 much frightened, and the young lady, dismounting,picked him up and strove to reassure him. Theboy, who was Arthur Meredith, bravely forced backhis tears, gasping out : Papa says little men oughtnot to cry. He pointed out the house where helived, and Miss Duff Gordon, taking the child tothe door, was met by a tall, handsome man, who,to her utter amazement, after gazing at her for amoment, and asking: Are you not Lady DuffGordons daughter ? clasped her in his arms,exclaiming : Oh ! my Janet! Dont you knowme ? Im your Poet! And then she rememberedher friend of the fairy tales in old days at Weybridge,when she was a little girl. Meredith went that nightto dine with the Duff Gordons at Bellvidere House,Esher, near Claremont Park. He was now againconstantly with his rediscovered frie
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