“There are some roses that always flower late, not just in a freak year. I always enjoy November roses, whether it is 'Madame Abel Chatenay', that wreathes the dining-room window, or {{w|Rosa_%27Zephirine_Drouhin%27|'Zephrine Drouin'}}, who pops up from behind the barton wall at a time when I thought all good roses had gone to sleep.”