No one that I [E.V. Lucas] ever knew used so few words as W. P. Ker or did more with them. His `Good' was worth pages of elaborate praise. . . But his condemnations were as emphatic as his praises. I shall always remember his comment when I told him that William Sharp had confided to a friend of mine that whenever he was preparing to write as Fiona Macleod he dressed himself entirely in woman's clothes. `Did he?' said W.P. —'the bitch!'