evening I ill in doubt as to een quid on.

    o t Book Club meeting. It seemed t to lecture, to say  knoure o be about. I told  mucures, but t morning, starting rain,  me into a kind of tful mood. After t  to bed early and cleared off in time for ture, w o’clock.

    It y kind of evening, and t too tle y of some Nonconformist sect or ot for ten bob. teen or sixteen people  of tform t ture  altogetct, ect’s office, aking turer round, introducing o everyone as Mr So-and-so (I forget i-Fascist’, very muc call somebody ‘t’. turer tle c forty, in a dark suit, ried rato cover up h wisps of hair.

    Meetings of tart on time. t on tence t pero turn up. It  ty-five past eigct tapped on table and did uff. itct’s a mild- looking ctom kind of face t’s aly, and s as M.C. at tern lectures for t you migells you ed o form tonig . I never look at  t tle lecturer took out a es, ctings, and pinned ter. t o s.

    Do you ever go to lectures, public meetings, and ?

    o one myself, t during t:  t people urn out on a er nigting in t ever remember going to any kind of public meeting  in t. , as usual. It tle ced iron roof, and enougs to make you  to keep your overcoat on. ttle knot of us ting in t round tform,  ty roy cs of all ty. On tform beurer t-clot ually it was a piano.

    At t exactly listening. turer tle c a good speaker. e face, very mobile mouting voice t t from constant speaking. Of course co ler and t particularly keen to   tuff in t o me as a kind of burr-burr-