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THE POET AND THE EDITOR

It was not bad sport&mdash;being in London entirely on our own hook. We asked the way to Fleet Street, where Father says all the newspaper offices are. They said straight on down Ludgate Hill&mdash;but it turned out to be quite another way. At least we didn't go straight on.

We got to St Paul's. Noël would go in, and we saw where Gordon was buried&mdash;at least the monument. It is very flat, considering what a man he was.

When we came out we walked a long way, and when we asked a policeman he said we'd better go back through Smithfield. So we did. They don't burn people any more there now, so it was rather dull, besides being a long way, and Noël got very tired. He's a peaky little chap; it comes of being a poet, I think. Rh