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Chapter 12
AfteryoupassOldWindsor,theriverissomewhatuninteresting,anddoesnotbecomeitselfagainuntilyouarenearingBoveney. GeorgeandItoweduppasttheHomePark,whichstretchesalongtherightbankfromAlberttoVictoriaBridge;andaswewerepassingDatchet,GeorgeaskedmeifIrememberedourfirsttripuptheriver,andwhenwelandedatDatchetatteno’clockatnight,andwantedtogotobed.
IansweredthatIdidrememberit. ItwillbesometimebeforeIforgetit.
ItwastheSaturdaybeforetheAugustBankHoliday. Weweretiredandhungry,wesamethree,andwhenwegottoDatchetwetookoutthehamper,thetwobags,andtherugsandcoats,andsuchlikethings,andstartedofftolookfordiggings. Wepassedaveryprettylittlehotel,withclematisandcreeperovertheporch;buttherewasnohoneysuckleaboutit,and,forsomereasonorother,Ihadgotmymindfixedonhoneysuckle,andIsaid:
"Oh,don’tlet’sgointhere! Let’sgoonabitfurther,andseeifthereisn’tonewithhoneysuckleoverit."
Sowewentontillwecametoanotherhotel. Thatwasaverynicehotel,too,andithadhoney-suckleonit,roundattheside;butHarrisdidnotlikethelookofamanwhowasleaningagainstthefrontdoor. Hesaidhedidn’tlookanicemanatall,andheworeuglyboots:sowewentonfurther. Wewentagoodishwaywithoutcomingacrossanymorehotels,andthenwemetaman,andaskedhimtodirectustoafew.
Hesaid:
"Why,youarecomingawayfromthem. Youmustturnrightroundandgoback,andthenyouwillcometotheStag."