On this day I had my first interview with my new friend.

Two or three others of his own religious society were present, but who they were I do not now recollect.

There seemed to be a great desire among them to know the motive by which I had been actuated in contending for the prize.

I told them frankly, that I had no motive but that which other young men in the University had on such occasions; namely, the wish of being distinguished, or of obtaining literary honour; but that I had felt so deeply on the subject of it, that I had lately interested myself in it from a motive of duty.

My conduct seemed to be highly approved by those present, and much conversation ensued, but it was of a general nature.
As William Dillwyn wished very much to see me at his house at Walthamstow, I appointed the thirteenth of March to spend the day with him there.