In setting off the next morning, the Boots, whose heart I had won by an extra sixpence for calling me betimes, good-naturedly informed me that I might save a mile of the journey, and have a very pleasant walk into the bargain, if I took the footpath through a gentleman's park, the lodge of which I should see about seven miles from the town. "And the grounds are showed too," said the Boots, "if so be you has a mind to stay and see 'em. But don't you go to the gardener,--he'll want half a crown; there's an old 'Oman at the lodge who will show you all that's worth seeing--the walks and the big cascade--for a tizzy. You may make use of my name," he added proudly,--"Bob, boots at the 'Lion.' She…
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