'Yesterday, I underwent one of the greatest experiences in my life - at a "Poets Reading" in aid of charity. The whole thing made one feel like a bird that has blundered into a room and is bumping its head against the ceiling in trying to get out. Bob Nichols read a whole Act (I suppose it was a whole Act, it certainly lasted for forty minutes) of his unpublished poetic drama "Don Juan" with appropriate face and gesture, but not, thank heavens, appropriate action. At moments one did not know if one was in Church or a Music-hall. But I expect Bob's "Don Juan" will do a lot of good, morally speaking, for if those who lead harum-scarum lives have got to be such a bore as that, nobody is going to risk it.'