ABSTRACT
Evelyn Sharp The chief impression left on my mind is of the interesting house party at Mr Clodd’s.1 [...] I had already met Hardy in town, one afternoon at tea, and remember his saying, in answer to a question, that he did not find people on the whole much more brilliant in London than in Dorset. ‘At first’, he said, ‘you think, when someone says something that is new to you, “How clever!” Then, wherever you go, you find everybody else saying the same thing, and you discover that people are not more original in London than they are anywhere else’.
