Henry James to Rhoda Broughton, 10 August 1914: 'we walked, this strange Sunday afternoon (9th), my niece Peggy, her youngest brother and I [...] to see and have tea with a genial and garrulous old Irish friend (Lady Mathew, who has a house here for the summer), and came away an hour later bearing with us a substantial green volume, by an admitrable eminent hand [ie Broughton's], which our hostess had just read with such a glow of satisfaction that she overflowed into easy lending.'