His outlook upon the country, its increasing power and wealth, fascinated my imagination.

Was I not resolved to be rich myself?
And for moments I was under the spell of his great power.

He was a world thinker, but with his own country forefronted in the playing of a colossal part.

It appealed to my English blood, that blood which does great deeds through great vision, and then repents the iniquities along the way and corrects them at last.

And who was Douglas in spirit?
Nothing less than the English genius.