In the morning I sent to the shepherd for a lamb for breakfast for the men, and he sent us what I took for a full-grown sheep, so large and fat was it, and I sent it back, asking for a lamb.

He replied that it was a spring lamb, and the smallest he had.

The price of it was about two shillings, and for another he offered to dress it for us.
From there we sent back the tent, and the following night we slept at Velje Duboko, at the bottom of one of the ravines which make the surprises of traveling in that country so great.

You proceed along a rolling plain with no suspicion of the caon before you, and suddenly find yourself on the verge of a cliff, looking down into a valley hundreds of feet deep.

Duboko lay by the river's margin fifteen hundred feet below us, to be reached only by a winding journey of an hour, though the shepherds carried on conversation from cliff to cliff above.