Chapter 11 GORITZ

In the greenest of our valleys.

E. A. Poe.

On Monday, 24th June, we went to Goritz-my collaborator, the "Gentle Lunatic," and I. Our party had already broken up-the "Energetic Lady" and the "Seal," Miss Umslopogaas, the two learned men, the Thin Boy, the Other Boy, even "our host"-all had gone. And now we left too. My collaborator was going o