16/34 Thus pass the autumn and the spring, the seasons of the _Hydnocystis_, in the pleasures of the table and removal from one house to another. To seek it myself, by digging at random, would have resulted merely in waste of time; the little cryptogam is not so common that I could hope to find it without a guide. The truffle-hunter must have his dog; my guide should be the Bolboceras itself. Behold me, then, a _rabassier_ of a kind hitherto unknown. I have told my secret, although I fear my original teacher will laugh at me if he ever hears of my singular form of competition. |