Ululu!
My eviction took place in the first week of
August; and on 3. 8. 17 I wrote to Teixeira:
I am thinking of moving to Chelsea on Tuesday. . . .
You may remember a story of Benjamin
Jowett in connection with two undergraduates
who persisted in staying up at Balliol
throughout the Long Vacation. Jowett, by way
of gently dislodging them, insisted first that they
should attend Chapel daily. The undergraduates
grumbled, but obeyed. Jowett, seeing that his
first attack had failed, arranged with the kitchen
authorities that the food served to these recalcitrant
young scholars should be entirely uneatable,
and in the course of time their spirit was
so much broken that they left him and Balliol in
peace. He is reported to have said, as he
watched them driving down to the station:
"That sort goeth not forth but by prayer and
fasting." So with me. I have manfully withstood
the stalwart labourers who break walls
down all round me throughout the night; but,
when the porters are paid off, the maids deprived
of their rooms, the hot-water supply disconnected
and the gas cut off at the main, I feel that I may
retire with dignity and the full honours of
war. . . .
