I should think, travelling all by yourself in this way, you would have quite a friendly feeling for it.

Did you ever think of giving it a name ?" "Oh yes," said I."I have named it.

I call it a 'Bicycle of Cathay.'" "Is there any sense in such a name ?" she asked.

"It is like part of a quotation from Tennyson, isn't it?
I forget the first of it." "You are right," I said.

"'Better fifty years of Europe than a cycle of Cathay.' I cannot tell you exactly why, but that seems to suggest a good name for a bicycle." "But your machine has two wheels," said she.