became annoyed, sulked, went off on our own; and he was miserable at times, or acted so. I got upset one day when a boat expedition around the lake was proposed. I had said that I would follow on and catch them all at the boathouse after they had left the hotel. I changed my mind and went up to a quiet spot in the hills nearby. I heard Chanji return to the hotel and ask if I had left, but I kept in the background. I would not give 'way and had my morning to myself. I returned late to lunch to find all seated at the table. The girls asked where I had been, and I said for a walk. A few minutes later Adi came down with a message from Baba to know if I was eating my lunch. Nothing shore was said then.

That same afternoon Baba played his game. We all started out on a motor trip to the place where the Locarno Peace Treaty was signed. Just after we started, Baba got restless. He and I had not spoken a word about the morning affair. We had both rather avoided one another. I avoided his eye and took a seat in the big charabanc as far away as possible. I could feel there was something wrong, but would not show it. The weather turned cold and gloomy and spotty with rain. Also, two strangers from another hotel had gotten in and this did not please Baba. He had ordered a car for our party alone. He wanted to get down and we were miles from any station, and the two strangers were anxious to get to their destination. I still took no notice. At last one of the boys came up and said that Baba did not like this outing and what was I going to do. I simply said, "Well, should we get down and go back?" The driver would have returned if we had insisted, as he was in the wrong. Well, I got out of my seat and went and sat at the back next to Baba and asked him what he wanted to do. He looked miserable. (This was a part he was acting, we later learned.) To my question, he answered: "Well, could I be happy when you had left me all alone on the boat that morning, etc?" In this round about way he taught this lesson: not to disobey his orders and go off on one's own. We made up and from that moment he recovered, the sun came out, and we were a merry party.

We visited the place where the treaty was signed, visited the church, and here Baba remained seated ten to fifteen minutes while some of us went up to the altar rails to kneel. Baba loved these simple Italian churches with their statues, crucifixes, and Pieta. He would point out and explain things to us, how it was himself on the crucifix and for that reason he did not take off his hat. Then he would talk about the different characteristics of the disciples portrayed in pictures and scenes around the church. He loved the portraits of Mary Magdalena and Mary, the mother of Jesus.

As we came down from the church on the hill, we met an old man with a lovely white beard seated on a bench. I think he was blind.