Excerpt from The Fox-WomanBack there in the tiny garden, where you with American boots on would be afi'aid to tread for fear of disturbing the balance of some thing, they were. The ¿owers he cared for most in all that ¿ower land, - because of their daintiness and evanescence and fragility. Like air they seemed - or a sentiment - or perfume. He was an artist, remember. And his skill with them was something marvellous. The world heard of them - it was certain to do this - as far as Kago shima - and wished to see them. But the crooked little artist disliked the world, and moming-glories - sarlz moming-glories - were not for the world, so when it came he put up the amado and went to bed till it de parted. Then he took yasakuji into the garden with the greatest glee. Yasakuji had helped to put up the amado.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.