liant—down here.” Gandhi laughed again. He asked me what Lloyd George thought about Churchill. I said I asked Lloyd George that question when I saw him again in the summer of 1941. I asked him why Churchill had no daring, no readiness for adventure. Lloyd George replied in one word, “Gallipoli.” Lloyd George explained that that great misadventure had destroyed Churchill’s taste for adventure. Gandhi said he was very much impressed when at the end of his talk with Lloyd George at one in the morning they had met late in the evening because that was the only time that suited them—Lloyd George brought out the entire working personnel of the house to greet him.
I went to bed at eight, after reading yesterday’s newspaper. No one here is much interested in reading newspapers, and there is no radio in Sevagram. Indians—there are exceptions like Nehru—live very much inside their country. The war and the outside world are very far away. This is one of the disservices of British rule; the Indians see England first, and this picture close to their eyes prevents them from seeing the world and the war. I slept long. The night was almost cool and very refreshing. Quarter moon and a very bright Milky Way.
