As regards my plans—they too are tolerably vague.... All the first week I was with the Dominicans—who, I imagine, will be my final destination after two or three years.
... I imagine that I shall begin to read Theology again, in view of future Ordination: and either I shall go to Rome at the beginning of November; or possibly to Prior Park, near Bath—a school, where I shall teach an hour a day, and read Theology.
Mamma and I are meeting in London next week. She really has been good to me beyond all words. Her patience and kindness have been unimaginable.
Well—this is a dreary and egotistical letter. But you asked me to write about myself.
Well—I must thank you again for your extreme kindness—I really am grateful: though I am always dumb about such things when I meet people.
I remember taking a walk with Provost Hornby at Eton at this date. My diary says:
"October 1903.—We talked of Hugh. The Provost was very kind and wise. He said, 'Such a change is a testimony of sincerity and earnestness'; he went on to tell a story which Jowett told him of Dr. Johnson, who said, when a husband and wife of his acquaintance went over to Rome, 'God bless them both.' At the end of the walk he said to me, 'When you write to your brother, remember me very kindly to him, and give him, as a message from me, what Johnson said.' This I thought was beautiful—more than courteous."