" He [Father] presented to me a copy of Dean Alford's edition of the Greek New Testament, in four great volumes, and these he had so magnificently bound in full morocco that the work shone only poor [on my] shelf of sixpenny poets like a duchess among dairy-maids. He extracted from me a written promise that I would translate and meditate upon a portion of the Greek text every morning before I started for business. This promise I presently failed to keep, my good intentions being undermined by an invincible ennui."