But he was a passionate lover of flowers and plants, and had a positive genius for rose-culture, and was at all times highly delighted to take flower-lovers round his garden.

She turned at once and walked in, and Folliot led her away down the scented paths.
"It's an experiment I've been trying," he said, leading her up to a cluster of blooms of a colour and size which she had never seen before.
"What do you think of the results ?" "Magnificent!" exclaimed Mary.

"I never saw anything so fine!" "No!" agreed Folliot, with a quiet chuckle.

"Nor anybody else--because there's no such rose in England.

I shall have to go to some of these learned parsons in the Close to invent me a Latin name for this--it's the result of careful experiments in grafting--took me three years to get at it.