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Tips beardless, without the blossom, and very long. Flowers grow at the ends of the small branches, mostly by threes, nodding. Footstalks short. Cup double; the outer one three-leaved, the inner one four-leaved; broadly egg-shaped, harsh, keeled, and sharp-pointed. Blossom cylindrical, of a greenish yellow. Segments of the border rolled back. Leaves by threes, awl-shaped, three-sided, and sharp-pointed. Stem drooping, harsh, rough, scarce a span high, and very much branched.

Native of the Cape of Good Hope. In bloom from February till July.

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DESCRIPTIO.

Antherae muticae, exertae, longissimae. Flores in ultimis ramulis terni, cernui; pedunculis brevissimis. Perianthium duplex; exterius triphyllum, interius tetraphyllum; foliolis lanceolatis, rigidis. Corolla cylindrica, luteolo-alba; oris laciniis patentibus, saturate purpureis. Folia terna, subulata, trigona, lucida. Frutex pygmaeus, sub-spithamaeus, rigidus, ramosissimus.

DESCRIPTION.

Tips beardless, without the blossom, and very long. Flowers grow by threes at the ends of the small branches, nodding; with very short footstalks. Cup double; the outer three-leaved, the inner four-leaved. The leaflets are lance-shaped, and harsh. Blossom cylindrical, of a yellowish white. The segments of the border are spreading, and of a deep purple. Leaves by threes, awl-shaped, three-sided, and shining. A dwarf shrub, scarce a span high, harsh, and much branched.

Native of the Cape of Good Hope. In bloom from August till October.

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ERICA blanda.

DESCRIPTIO.

Antherae exertae, basi bicornes. Flores numerosi, terminales, umbellati, horizontaliter siti. Pedunculi longi, colorati. Corolla sub-cylindrica, incarnata, laeviter tomentosa; laciniis aequalibus, erectis. Folia plerumque sena, linearia, obtusa, asperiuscula, basi recurvata, apice adscendentia; petiolis longis. Caulis fruticosus, spithamaeus, teres. Rami numerosi, recurvato-adscendentes.

DESCRIPTION.

Tips without the blossom, and two-horned at their base. Flowers numerous, in terminal bunches, in a horizontal direction. Footstalks long, and coloured. Blossom nearly cylindrical, flesh-coloured, and slightly downy. The segments of the border are equal, and upright. Leaves mostly by sixes, linear, blunt, and roughish, bent downwards at the base, with ascending points. Footstalks long. Stem shrubby, a span high, round. Branches numerous, bending downwards, and ascending.

Native of the Cape of Good Hope. In bloom from April till September.

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DESCRIPTIO.

Antherae cristatae, inclusae. Flores terni, in ultimis ramulis terminales. Pedunculi carnei, bracteis tribus minutis coloratis instructi. Perianthium tetraphyllum; foliolis spathulatis, coroll? longioribus. Corolla minuta, urceolata, saturate carnea, ad basin pallida; oris laciniis patentibus. Folia terna, lanceolata, lucide viridia, adpressa. Caulis filiformis, spithamaeus, erecto-patens, ramosissimus.

DESCRIPTION.

Tips crested, within the blossom. Flowers grow by threes, and terminate the smaller branches. The footstalks are flesh-coloured, and furnished with three small coloured floral leaves. Cup four-leaved. Leaflets spathula-shaped, and longer than the blossom. Blossom very small, pitcher-shaped, of a deep flesh-colour, and pale at the base: the segments of the border spreading. Leaves by threes, lance-shaped, of a shining green, and pressed to the branches. Stem thread-shaped, a span high, erect, spreading, and very much branched.

Native of the Cape of Good Hope. In bloom from July till October.

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ERICA coronata.

DESCRIPTIO.

Antherae aristatae, inclusae. Flores plures, terminales, simpliciter verticillati, conferti, viscosi. Pedunculi longi, curvati. Corolla cylindrico-clavata, pollicaris, nitida, ima parte profunde carnea, apice viridi, ore arctata; laciniis rectis. Folia octona, linearia, obtusa, supra scabra, subtus sulcata, attenuata in petiolos longos capillares. Caulis fruticosus, erectus, tripedalis. Rami simplices, longi.

DESCRIPTION.

Tips beardless, and within the blossom. The flowers are numerous, terminating the branches in simple whorls, crowded together, and clammy. The footstalks are long, and curved. Blossom cylindrically club-shaped, an inch long, and shining; the lower part of a strong flesh colour, the lashed eyes. She looked sulky, disagreeable, and secretive, but she was strangely and undeniably beautiful. Her long, thin-lipped mouth was too close shut, but it was of an exquisite satin texture, scarlet in colour, and when she said "Hello, Tommy," it melted into the most enchanting and indescribable curves, showing just a glimpse of pointed white teeth.

Kingsmead studied her gravely for a moment.

"Been crying?"

"Yes."

"That bill?"

"Yes, that bill, you horrid little boy. There's a long worm in your hair."

Kingsmead removed the worm.

"Mater been nasty?"

"Beastly."

Brigit, who had turned and was gazing across the lawn, looked at him without moving her head, a trick which is not at all English.

"Did you, now?"

"I did. He is dining here, he says. He is also sending you some flowers. I told him," added the boy dreamily, "that we had lots ourselves."

"I didn't poggle him."

She did not turn, she did not smile, and the sombreness that was the dominant expression of her face was strange to see in a girl of her age.

And she, silent and unresponsive as she was, could not avoid answering him.

"Well, Tommy dear--I don't know, but I suppose I shall."

"I don't like him, poor thing, and I wish you--mustn't."

"That's exactly the word. I fear I must." Her eyes nearly closed as she refused to frown. "This kind of thing can't go on for ever."

"You mean the mater. Well, look here, Bicky, she'll be better when Carron is here--she always is."

"Yes."

"Well, why don't you ask him to tell her to chuck it? I say, dear old thing, I wish I were nine years older!"

"If you were, I should be thirty-four!"

"I meant about the beastly money."

She so rarely called him by his name that the boy felt alarmed. Pontefract, with his red neck and his short legs, seemed suddenly very near.

"Isn't there anyone else?" he blurted out, as she led the way towards the house. "I mean, any other chap with money?"

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