He is not 'Lewis Carroll' to any one; is extremely sensitive on the point, and will not acknowledge his identity.

That is why he lives so much to himself.

He is in daily dread that some one will mention _Alice_ in his presence.

Curious, but there it is." Edward Bok's next quest was to be even more disappointing; he was never even to reach the presence of the person he sought.

This was Florence Nightingale, the Crimean nurse.