Hermione
The lower classes are very discouraging anyhow, don't you think?—after all we do for them in the way of philanthropy and sociology and uplifting them generally, you know!
Of course, I haven't lost my interest in sociology—not by any means. I always hold fast the thought that all the world are brothers.
I'm taking up Dew-hopping next week. It's a wonderful new nerve cure. Formerly it was quite the thing to walk barefoot in the dew at dawn.
But at this new place I've discovered they don't merely walk—that's going out, quite. They hop. Like frogs and toads, you know.
It brings the patients into closer kinship with the electric currents of the earth, hopping does, the doctor says. It's wonderful!
He is the loveliest man—with mystic eyes!—the doctor is.
