>From Venice, by way of Lake Como and a tangled route (his note-booksays) to Lucerne, and so northward to Berlin and on to Bad Nauheim, wherethey had planned to spend the summer. I know familiarly several very satisfactory people & meet them frequently: Mr. There was bile in me. He said he should always beglad he had contributed to the repose of that great man, to whom scienceowed so much, and then without waiting for the joy in every breast toburst forth, he began to read.
At first I hesitated to do this, andcautiously mentioned the matter when he had finished. He sent a daily postal card complaining of the windows, furnace,the range, the water-whatever he thought might lend interest toDoubleday's life. ded women who had witnessed the first entrance, forty-fouryears before, when she & they were young & unaware. When I arrived, he said, the place was just a conflagration--a kind of human prairie-fire.