The Orchid House Was So Hot That It Made Her Headache

His housekeeper shrugged her shoulders. Anyhow, I don't like it, she said. Waterburn felt a little hurt as her dislike to the plant but that did not prevent his talking to her about the orchids generally and this orchid in particular. He spent his afternoons now with some regularity, meditating on the approaching flowering of his strange plant. And alas the great thing happened. Directly he entered the little glass house he knew the spike had burst out. Although it was a great, palean office, low eye, head, the corner, or as new darling stood. There was a new odor in the air, a rich, intensely sweet scent that