My dear Morley,
You shall have both the articles—if it is only that I may enjoy the innocent pleasure of Knowles' face when I let him know what has become of them. [The rival editor. Cp. above.]
Stormy ocean, forsooth! I back the storm and rain through which I came home to-night against anything London-super-mare has to show.
I will send the manuscript to Virtue as soon as it is in a reasonable state.
Ever yours very faithfully,
T.H. Huxley.
4 Marlborough Place, N.W., January 8, 1878.
My dear Morley,
Many thanks for the cheque. In my humble judgment it is quite as much as the commodity is worth.
It was a great pleasure to us all to have you with us on New Year's Day. My wife claims it as her day, and I am not supposed to know anything about the guests except Spencer and Tyndall. None but the very elect are invited to the sacred feast—so you see where you stand among the predestined who cannot fall away from the state of grace.