CHAPTER XX.
It is by the goodness of God that in our country we have those three unspeakably precious things: freedom of speech, freedom of conscience, and the prudence never to practice either of them.
-- Pudd'nhead Wilson's New Calendar.
From diary: Mr.G.called.

I had not seen him since Nauheim, Germany--several years ago; the time that the cholera broke out at Hamburg.

We talked of the people we had known there, or had casually met; and G.said: "Do you remember my introducing you to an earl--the Earl of C. ?" "Yes.

That was the last time I saw you.

You and he were in a carriage, just starting--belated--for the train.