1 2 In Scarlet and Silk 



Woolwich on a hack, I was enabled to be pre- 

 sent at the inaugural luncheon of the season, 

 by half-past one, at the Eoyal Artillery mess : 

 rather sharp work. On another occasion I 

 won a case at Bow County Court, attended 

 a summons before the Judge at Chambers, 

 and then arrived in time to get my gallop — 

 and also a rattling fall over a piece of stiff 

 timber — with the Drag. I also remember 

 that one "Grand Military" day, when the 

 Woolwich Drao:, for the convenience of such 

 of its followers as wished to go to Sandown, 

 met at 8 a.m., I was enabled to ride the line 

 with them, change horses, and jog on to 

 Farningham, hunt with the Mid-Kent Stag- 

 hounds, and then rail back to town in time 

 to change and attend a consultation of 

 counsel at 5.30 p.m. with the late Sir Henry 

 Jackson, Q.C., in Lincoln's Inn. 



Mention of Lincoln's Inn reminds me of 

 the time I was a student there, in the 

 chambers of that eccentric genius, Thomas 

 Brett. A profound theoretical lawyer, and 

 author of three or four most erudite legal 



