Be that as it may, my praise of County Council Parks and County Council Bands, of Tower history and Kensington culture, is as ineffectual as a Swedish match in a gale.
My visitors, as with one accord, reply, "That is neither here nor there. We are going to Earl's Court."
Thus, Captandem had come to town, and said "he wanted to see things."
I tempted him with the usual programme.
"I am told," I insinuated, "that the Ethnographical Section of the British Museum 'silently but surely teaches many beautiful lessons.'"
"I daresay," he sneered.
"The educational facilities furnished by South Kensington Museum"—
"Educational fiddlesticks," interrupted he.
"The Tower," I went on, "is improving to the mind."