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what appear to be the intentions of the other. In this 

 case I had no difficulty, as I had just to follow. On 

 the way, where any likely pool appeared on the road- 

 side I had a haul with my net for ostracoda. 



"Mrs. Robertson had managed to indicate to the 

 driver that she was fond of flowers, and before we got 

 home he had her sitting in a glory of them, that he 

 culled from the shrubberies on the roadside. Unfor- 

 tunately it came on to rain heavily. Mostly all the 

 way along Mrs. Robertson had been driving, to let the 

 driver get the flowers for her. His place was at the 

 back of the cariole, where he could easily leap off and 

 on. When we came within three or four miles of 

 Christiania, my wife wanted him to take the reins, but 

 he clapped his hands, saying, * Good, good ! ' meaning 

 that she could drive well, and that he would not take 

 them. When we entered the outskirts of Christiania, 

 she threw the reins back to him. 



" She had on one of those very broad-brimmed leg- 

 horn hats. About three inches of the leghorn had 

 been folded up on the inside of the rim and fastened 

 down with paste. The rain had loosened the paste, 

 and the deep flap hung down nearly to her shoulders. 

 No description could give an adequate picture of what 

 she was like when she drove into the courtyard of the 

 Hotel du Nord, amongst about a dozen army officers, 

 with her broad -brimmed hat dripping wet, and herself 

 sitting in a galaxy of flowers. As soon as she could 

 be extricated from the cariole and floral adornment, 

 she speedily made her exit. This did not seem to 

 be any unusual sight, as none seemed to evince any 

 surprise. We got our wet clothes changed and had a 



