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stronger, and if I could only submit my cranial cavity 

 to Tom's * hands for removal of anything disagree- 

 able, I should be comparatively joyful. 



The weather is glorious. Marian is at mass, 

 having read me one of Church's sermons. 



Please tell John to send me a couple of hundred 

 cigarettes (to prevent influenza ! ). 



When you come out you will not find me a kill- 

 joy ; the danger will rather be that of my scandalising 

 you all by riotous conduct on Sunday. 



And certainly he was astonishingly bright when 

 his wife returned to him. It was on a Sunday after- 

 noon, and his first proposition was, ' The church bell is 

 tinkling, let's go to church.' It was the twenty-eighth 

 of January, and the brightness and gladness of two of 

 the Evening Psalms were singularly appropriate, and 

 chimed in with feelings of a greater gladness dawning 

 on him, for he was leaving the strange land in which 

 for years he had not been able to sing ' The Lord's 

 Song.' 



And then began a time, often saddened by hours 

 of intense physical exhaustion and physical depres- 

 sion, but also of what can only be called growth in 

 holiness, in all that comes from nearness to God. 



In the early autumn and winter there had been 

 sad moments when still the clouds of darkness, of 

 inability to grasp the Hand of God stretched out to 

 meet him, hung over him, but in these months there 

 had been the same growth. 



One to whom he often spoke of the deepest things 



1 Mr. E. B. Turner, F.E.C.S., one of Mr. Romanes's dearest friends; as 

 was also his brother, Mr. G. R. Turner, F.R.C.S. 



