Thursday, 4th October

Sir Henry spending much time in the company of Beryl Stapleton,
though never alone. I have tried to talk to him, as an older
man, about my own experiences, but unreasonably he requires to
cap every story with one of his own. We have talked long into
the night about these vexed subjects of love and women. At
times I find him an amusing companion, but how can I trust a
man who believes my Indian amours are less than the passions
of the French Canadian ladies!
