He was not popular at first, being known
simply as 'the man who dines here and goes up to Scotland'; but he
grew at last, I think, the most generally liked of all the members.
To those who truly knew and loved him, who had tasted the real
sweetness of his nature, Fleeming's porcupine ways had always been
a matter of keen regret. They introduced him to their own friends
with fear; sometimes recalled the step with mortification. It was
not possible to look on with patience while a man so lovable
thwarted love at every step. But the course of time and the
ripening of his nature brought a cure. It was at the Savile that
he first remarked a change; it soon spread beyond the walls of the
club. Presently I find him writing: 'Will you kindly explain what
has happened to me? All my life I have talked a good deal, with
the almost unfailing result of making people sick of the sound of
my tongue. It appeared to me that I had various things to say, and
I had no malevolent feelings, but nevertheless the result was that
expressed above.
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