[Artists.] ... There is one prime duty to leave artists alone - you can easily spoil them. One of the great blessings of living in England is that the main artists are left quite alone, and if they are successful it is great peril for them. Abroad they look out for them, watch and coddle them, and that is very tiresome and does no good, though it is pretty and graceful on the part of the people. Here it is different and I am glad of it. While they are let quite alone and never noticed there is delirious hope. What abuse one used to hear of Tennyson! What fights at college and at school to get the least hearing. Till the Idylls of the King came they pretty well hated him. He wrote what they wanted then and then they fussed - ...