ABSTRACT
My mother having died when I was two years old, and my father when I was three, I was brought up in the house of my grandfather, Lord John Russell, afterwards Earl Russell. Of my parents, Lord and Lady Amberley, I was told almost nothing-so little that I vaguely sensed a dark mystery. It was not until I was twenty-one that I came to know the main outlines of my parents’ lives and opinions. I then found, with a sense of bewilderment, that I had gone through almost exactly the same mental and emotional development as my father had.
