I did not see _her_ and the children, but I hope we shall be in better fortune next time.
Since I began this letter the Storys and ourselves have had a grand donkey-excursion to a village called Benabbia, and the cross above it on the mountain-peak.

We returned in the dark, and were in some danger of tumbling down various precipices; but the scenery was exquisite--past speaking of for beauty.

Oh those jagged mountains, rolled together like pre-Adamite beasts, and setting their teeth against the sky! It was wonderful.

You may as well guess at a lion by a lady's lapdog as at Nature by what you see in England.

All honour to England, lanes and meadowland, notwithstanding; to the great trees above all.