It became the , both at Henleys and at Bedford Park, to say that R. A. M. Stevenson, who frequented both circles, was the better talker. Wilde had been trussed up like a turkey by undergraduates, dragged up and down a hill, his champagied into the ice tub, hooted ireets of various towns and I think stoned, and no neer named him but in s; his manner had hardeo meet opposition and at times he allowed oo see an unpardonable insolence. His charm was acquired and systematised, a mask which he wore only when it pleased him, while the charm of Stevenson beloo him like the colour of his hair. If Stevensons talk became monologue we did not know it, because our one object was to show by our attention that he need never leave off. If thought failed him we would not bat what he had said, or start some heme, but would ence him with a question; and ohat it had been always so from childhood up.
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