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There were three doors in the front of the house

You go in at once, Giorgio, she directed. “One would think you do not wish to have any pity on me—with four Signori Inglesi staying in the house.” “Va bene, va bene,” Giorgio would mutter. He obeyed. The Signori Inglesi would require their midday meal presently. He had been one of the immortal and invincible

By |2017-10-12T16:05:55+01:00October 12th, 2017|Categories: Travel|0 Comments

Then Signora Teresa, all in black, issuing from another door

Meantime Giorgio, with tranquil movements, had been unfastening the door; the flood of light fell on Signora Teresa, with her two girls gathered to her side, a picturesque woman in a pose of maternal exaltation. Behind her the wall was dazzlingly white, and the crude colours of the Garibaldi lithograph paled in the sunshine. Old

By |2017-08-05T16:14:15+01:00August 5th, 2017|Categories: Travel|Tags: , |0 Comments

At night the body of clouds..

The dawn breaks high behind the towering and serrated wall of the Cordillera, a clear-cut vision of dark peaks rearing their steep slopes on a lofty pedestal of forest rising from the very edge of the shore. Amongst them the white head of Higuerota rises majestically upon the blue. Bare clusters of enormous rocks sprinkle

By |2017-06-21T12:14:02+01:00June 21st, 2017|Categories: Travel|Tags: , , , |0 Comments