It amuses me, you know," he said, with the mock humility of a real horticulturist.

And he looked round his garden with an unmistakable glance of pride and affection.

"Have you a garden, Reginald ?" he inquired.
"Yes," I said.

"At least, I've two beds and a border.

The beds are shaped like an R and a D.But I haven't touched them since I was ill.
The gardener tidied them up when I was at Oakford, and I think he has dug up all my plants.