The Colliers will meet me on the pier, & I may stay with them a week or two before going home. tting upon me (in his native delicacy) any sense that I was the recipient of a charity, a benevolence. I shall arrive next January & you must be ready. He was atQuarry Farm and he plunged into his neglected story--A Yankee in KingArthur's Court--and made his astonishing hero the mouthpiece of hisdoctrines.
Flowers,telegrams, and congratulations came, and there was a string of callers;but he saw no one beyond some intimate friends--the Gilders--late in theafternoon. But this was momentary. I will not do so any more--for the present. I did not again make the mistake oftaking him around to the more secluded elevator.
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