I gasped, but blundered on.

"What a horrible-looking hole!" I cried. "I shall never be able to get

my wife to stay there."

"It's not so bad inside," was the reply, in rather a peculiar tone of

voice.

The rest of our tramp was finished in a strained silence. I thought

that, perhaps, as secretary of the club, my new friend was afraid that

the accommodation would not please me. On the steps of the club I was

met by a dapper little gentleman, and my companion, nodding to both of

us, turned on his heel and disappeared.

"I am Mr. ----, Mr. Inman," said the man on the steps, and mentioned

the name of the secretary with whom I had been in communication.

"Then who was that gentleman I have just left?" I asked, in surprise.

"That is the landlord of the hotel!" he explained.

Then, of course, I saw my mistake, and, when I met mine host again,

hastened to make my apologies and patch things up as best I could. I

am sure, however, that, deep down in his heart, my thoughtless words

rankled. Both my wife and I took it in turns to praise everything

whenever we saw him listening, but, alas! to the very end of our stay

he wore a look of anxiety and care. Only when we stood on the deck

of the little steamer and waved our farewells to him did the faintest

suspicion of a smile flicker on his brown face. It may have been the

fact that he was seeing the last of us that conjured the smile up, but

I hope not.

One other little incident, and I have done. While playing at

Kalgoorlie, Australia, I was approached by a resident and asked to

call at his house to give a few lessons to his wife. The terms he

offered were so high that I could not refuse, and so, when I had a few

hours to spare, he and I went to his home.

I was introduced to his wife--a charming woman with all the true

Colonial hospitality and kindliness--and we sat down in what was

obviously the best room in the house and chatted for about half an

hour. Finally, thinking that I ought to be up and doing something for

my money, I suggested that, if the lady was quite ready, we ought to

adjourn to the billiard-room, so that the lessons might commence.

"_This_ is our billiard-room," said my host.

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