eather; his hat may have been a trifle out of the common, but it did
keep the sun off.

The horse gave one look at him, said "Gott in Himmel!" as plainly as ever
horse spoke, and started off down Friedrich Strasse at a brisk walk,
leaving Harris and the driver standing on the pavement. His owner called
to him to stop, but he took no notice. They ran after us, and overtook
us at the corner of the Dorotheen Strasse. I could not catch what the
man said to the horse, he spoke quickly and excitedly; but I gathered a
few phrases, such as:

"Got to earn my living somehow, haven't I? Who asked for your opinion?
Aye, little you care so long as you can guzzle."

The horse cut the conversation short by turning up the Dorotheen Strasse
on his own account. I think what he said was:

"Come on then; don't talk so much. Let's get the job over, and, where
possible, let's keep to the back streets."

Opposite the Brandenburger Thor our driver hitched the reins to the whip,
climbed down, and came round to explain things to us. He pointed out the
Thiergarten, and then descanted to us of the Reichstag House. He
informed us of its exact height, length, and breadth, after the manner of
guides. Then he turned his attention to the Gate. He said it was
constructed of sandstone, in imitation of the "Properleer" in Athens.

At this point the horse, which had been occupying its leisure licking its
own legs, turned round its head. It did not say anything, it just
looked.

The man began again nervously. This time he said it was an imitation of
the "Propeyedliar."

Here the horse proceeded up the Linden, and nothing would persuade him
not to proceed up the Linden. His owner expostulated with him, but he
continued to trot on. From the way he hitched his shoulders as he moved,
I somehow felt he was saying:

"They've seen the Gate, haven't they? Very well, that's enough. As for
the rest, you don't know what you are talking about, and they wouldn't
understand you if you did. You talk German."

It was the same throughout the length of the Linden. The horse consented
to stand still sufficiently long to enable us to have a good look at each
sight, and to hear the name of it. All explanation and description he
cut short by the simple process of moving on.

"What these fellows want," he seemed to say to himself, "is to go home
and tell people they have seen these things. If I am doing them an
injustice, if they are more intellig