"I was at Plas Penrhyn several times, the last in September, 1967. Earlier I had spent a week there for the literary agent, cataloguing the library. In conversation Lord Russell was full of inquiries and very witty, caustic at times about politics and the way the press treated him. He stooped a little and walked very slowly, and had a bad cough; but his memory and style of speaking were extraordinary. He was very kind to me."