We were in a very peculiar position, quite by ourselves (without even a servant), at a wayside house of refuge on a mountain-side, beyond which precincts no vehicle went at this time, and where it was impossible to remain, and without knowing a soul ...

The coachman thought he knew of another house where we might get a room. So we drove to the "forlorn hope," which looked as bad as the rest, and were at first refused. The patio was a ruin, full of mud and broken plantains, the village idiot and the ...

Maria tells me she has never seen the barranco, and it is not five minutes’ walk from the hotel! She also says she has never been once out of the house for the five years she has been servant here! Sunday and Monday she works all the same, from half ...

Leaving the garden we proceeded to the country house of Marqués of La Candia, La Paz, to deliver our letter of introduction. Part of the garden is on the edge of a precipice, from which while conversing with the Marqués and Marquesa we had a splendid...

The principal cave was nearly circular, and was, where we could measure it, eighteen feet in diameter. It is possible that the walls sloped upwards, and that the bottom, if it had been clear of rubbish, it would have been larger. Another cave, to the...

The model invalid is on the house-top at daybreak, alternately spying over the sea for ships, sipping a cup of tea, and admiring the glorious sun, like a great wheel of white fire, gradually rising over Africa, transforming grey dawn to brilliant sun...