I peered over. There stood Sir Henry doing nothing less than a tribal war dance of sheer unashamed ecstasy. Even when he observed my bewildered face staring over the wall, he did not seem put out or embarrassed, but shouted for me to climb over. "Come and see, Jan. Look! I have done it at last! I have done it at last!"There he was, holding a small box of earth in his hand. I observed three tiny shoots out of it.