ABSTRACT
I saw so much more of Ruskin yesterday than I have ever done before. He had written to me from abroad that he had 'gone into rest.' He said he was not well, but better. Then I said, 'I would play cricket.' He looked astonished, and then said: 'Ah, yes, you can, because people would be gentle with you, but I'm not strong, and can't bear rough play, and one does not like to spoil people's pleasure. I am not strong in anything but walking. I can walk down most people, because I am so slight, but that is not good for me. When one was a child one could throw stones into brooks, and build bridges over them. I could do that still, but there is nowhere to do it.'
