On one occasion in lecture the word bella happened to be mentioned. At this a member of the class, whose manners were clearly not sans reproche, obse… - Herbert Kynaston

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.

One night after Cathedral, about five o’clock, the Professor of Hebrew, who lived near to Kynaston, was going into his house with some pupils in cap and gown. Kynaston, coming up, said, “What is all this?” To which his neighbour replied, “Men coming in who have an interest in Hebrew. You couldn’t get them to take an interest in Greek at this hour.” “Hebrew, it looks more like Tea-brew,” was Kynaston’s comment.