Love to all, and specially M—. Mind you don't tell her that I dine out to-day and to-morrow—positively for the first and last times.
Ever your loving father,
T.H. Huxley.
[However, the class grew without such adventitious aid, and he writes to Mr. Herbert Spencer on June 15:—]
…I have a class of 353, and instruct them in dry facts—particularly warning them to keep free of the infidel speculations which are current under the name of evolution.
I expect an "examiner's call" from a Presbytery before the course is over, but I am afraid that the pay is not enough to induce me to forsake my "larger sphere of influence" in London.
[In the same letter he speaks of a flying visit to town which he was about to make on the following Thursday, returning on the Saturday for lack of a good Sunday train:—]
May hap I may chance to see you at the club—but I shall be torn to pieces with things to do during my two days' stay.
If Moses had not existed I should have had three days in town, which is a curious concatenation of circumstances.
[As for health during this period, it maintained, on the whole, a satisfactory level, thanks to the regime of which he writes to Professor Baynes:—]