. Travels in the Pyrenees : including Andorra and the coast from Barcelona to Carcassonne. noblebuilding, with high white pillars and dark overhanging roof,and a splendid balcony set about with great pots full of vividcarnations. Upon its coloured walls there is the date would suit an enterprising American who wished to settledown in Andorra and become the citizen by adoption of arepubHc older and sterner than his own. Its garden isenclosed in an old grey granite wall that is overladen withthe wild-brier and scented with its blossoms in June. Whilebefore it there is a glittering pool i
. Travels in the Pyrenees : including Andorra and the coast from Barcelona to Carcassonne. noblebuilding, with high white pillars and dark overhanging roof,and a splendid balcony set about with great pots full of vividcarnations. Upon its coloured walls there is the date would suit an enterprising American who wished to settledown in Andorra and become the citizen by adoption of arepubHc older and sterner than his own. Its garden isenclosed in an old grey granite wall that is overladen withthe wild-brier and scented with its blossoms in June. Whilebefore it there is a glittering pool in which the daughters ofAndorra do their washing. This is the only charming cornerin this rude capital—the humblest and the poorest inEurope. CHAPTER VI LEAVING ANDORRA /4 .^ -ilr^ c<S I WAS SO charmed withthe solemnilex-woods, thescented hay-fields of An-dorra, themusic of thescythe as itmingled onthese Juneevenings withthe deepervoice of theValira hasten-ing on its way, the sights and scenes of a beautiful country-side, that I would have stayed another day for the pleasure .^^.. BRIDGE OVER THE VALIRA, NEAR SANTA COLOMA LEAVING ANDORRA 293 of their intimate companionship; but when I woke inthe morning to the sounds of the muleteers getting readyfor the road, the innkeeper flinging his door open to theworld, the sky was grey and overcast, offering little promiseof such a summer day as I had looked for. On the otherhand, these soft grey days are the best for a long journeyin June, so far in the South of Europe; so I sent for Cisco tosay that we would start. Meanwhile I paid a visit to Chattothe mule, and found him lying at ease in his dark stableon the soft litter, with plenty of good hay in the trough beforehim. Chat-to! I called out in the best imitation of hismasters voice; Chatto! I said persuasively, whereuponhe pricked up his long maternal ears and rose nimbly to hisfeet; but, finding I had no other purpose in my visit than togreet him, he set to work like a sensible
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