CHAPTER 5.XXVI.
How we came to the island of Odes, where the ways go up and down.
We sailed before the wind, between a pair of courses, and in two days made the island of Odes, at which place we saw a very strange thing.

The ways there are animals; so true is Aristotle's saying, that all self-moving things are animals.

Now the ways walk there.

Ergo, they are then animals.
Some of them are strange unknown ways, like those of the planets; others are highways, crossways, and byways.

I perceived that the travellers and inhabitants of that country asked, Whither does this way go?
Whither does that way go?
Some answered, Between Midy and Fevrolles, to the parish church, to the city, to the river, and so forth.