Please don’t feel badly about not sending me money. The discipline, you know, of not having anyone but yourself to depend on is quite good, especially for a man like me. I discover in myself all types of aristocratic traits, without, you know too well, the means to keep them alive. Whenever I go into a new town, I go into the best hotel, just to feel comfortable, sit in the lounge, read all the newspapers, borrowed from clerks who are usually very obliging, and drink coffee. I like comfort. And, whereas in Trinidad, I was tremendously shy of going into even into a Civil Service Office, now I go everywhere, firmly believing that I have as much right to be there as anybody else. That is the one good thing Oxford has done for me.