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nowhere, and, growing discouraged, I turned 

 back till I came to a lane leading off to the 

 left at right angles. This I followed so far 

 that it seemed wise, if possible, to make my 

 way back to the city without retracing my 

 steps. Not to spend my strength for naught, 

 however (the noonday sun having always to 

 be treated with respect), I made for a soli- 

 tary house in the distance. Another lane 

 ran past it. That, perhaps, would answer 

 my purpose. I entered the yard, all ablaze 

 with roses, and in response to my knock a 

 gentleman appeared upon the doorstep. 

 Yes, he said, the lane would carry me 

 straight to the Meridian road (so I think he 

 called it), and thence into the city. "Past 

 Dr. H.'s ? " I asked. " Yes." And then I 

 knew where I was. 



First, however, I must let my new ac- 

 quaintance show me his garden. His name 

 was G., he said. Most likely I had heard 

 of him, for the legislature was just then hav- 

 ing a good deal to say about his sheep, in 

 connection with some proposed dog-law. 

 Did I like roses ? As he talked he cut one 

 after another, naming each as he put it into 

 my hand. Then I must look at his Japan- 



