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rested on his marked ability to shepherd back to 

 the fold recalcitrant Cabinet Ministers. 

 On the sheet of paper was written: 



" DEAR H., I still disagree with you, but to 

 prove my absolute confidence in your judgment 

 I hereby authorise you to invest 10 for me at 

 Newmarket . G . ' ' 



I became deeply attached to Lord Hartington. 



He was abnormally shy and very reserved, but 

 he had a heart of gold. 



I once knew him take a very early train to 

 Newmarket a terrible ordeal for one who usually 

 got up at midday solely to help a young stable 

 lad who had appealed to him to get him out of 

 some trouble. 



I believe I once had a unique experience. 



I once saw Lord Hartington cry. It was when 

 he first heard of Gordon's death. 



He threw himself into an armchair and gave a 

 great sob. Tears coursed down his cheeks, and it 

 is characteristic of the man that he made little 

 attempt to disguise his emotion and none to wipe 

 his face. 



I seem to have drifted from India back to my 

 old War Office haunts. 



Forgive me. 



