136 A BOUQUET OF MEADOW-SWEET 



bush, I'm sure he was the clown your mother sent 

 Francis on his birthday. His clothes were half 

 red and half white, and, of course, he could never 

 brush a mosquito away that lit on his nose." 



Then Philip reminded us that his mother was 

 going to take him to visit Francis in New 

 England as soon as the autumn came, and that 

 he would be able to find out if Francis had 

 really played with the little clown by a Rhododen- 

 dron bush, and also the reason why he had been 

 teaching him the way gentlemen meet and the way 

 they part. 



