On a certain Monday in June, little more than a year after the last letter of the correspondence quoted in the preceding chapter, two young men of the period were seated in the smoking-room of the Traveller’s Club. One was young George Craik, the other was Cholmondeley, of the ‘Charing Cross Chronicle.’ ‘I assure you, my dear fellow,’ the journalist was saying, ‘that if you are in want of a religion----’…
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