"Eton masters were very different from what they are now. They were not so familiar with the boys, but were more ‘donnish,’ and never laid aside their ordinary hats and coats, even when they went on rare occasions on the river; and I had strong hints given me that I was rather lax in this respect, because I wore a straw hat, and even descended to the undignified costume of flannel shirt and trousers. Hawtrey wrote to my uncle, Roger Kynaston, to ask him to persuade me to shave my whiskers up to the old-fashioned regulation limit, the base of the ear. But I went my own way, and was backed up the next year by Warre."