Memoir

When I returned to London, in 1910, it was with a little more assurance than I had felt a few years earlier. Then I had been intensely conscious of my youth, my lack of experience, my incapacity for anything but ...

The darkest point in my high school life was the mathematics teacher, Gadebsky. I name him here by his real name, perhaps from a feeling of revenge. He, rather than my crippled state, was the source of most of my ...