Category: Humour
To begin with, we had started rather late,--it is noticeable that the minutes between five and six A.M. are fewer and closer together than they are at any other period of the day,--and, when half way to the meet we found that Betty had given way to her sporting proclivities, a...
Familiar ground, but with what a difference! While the early train from Libourne neared the Bastide Station at Bordeaux, we sat serene and languid in our carriage, reading Londo...
10. CHAPTER X.It happened to one of us--no matter which--in early youth to have a governess who hailed from the parts about Bordeaux. She was a small rigid lady, with a cast-iron black silk s...
12. CHAPTER XII.The lamps were all lighted on the long bridge over the Garonne; the lights quivered and lengthened in the sleek broad ripples; other lights twinkled on the masts and in the rigg...
6. CHAPTER VI.We stood side by side, my cousin and I, and viewed the disaster with the gloomy, helpless ignorance of jurymen at a coroner’s inquest, and the mirage of tea that had risen befor...
7. CHAPTER VII.‘Blue roses,’ said my cousin ungraciously, as she rubbed her cheeks to free them from the frozen stiffness produced by the contents of the watering-pot, ‘and the coffee is cold,...
1. CHAPTER I.To begin with, we had started rather late,--it is noticeable that the minutes between five and six A.M. are fewer and closer together than they are at any other period of the da...
4. CHAPTER IV.Shutters in the Médoc are serious affairs, impregnable barriers that are fastened irrevocably outside the windows, and admit neither air nor light. Neither do they admit mosquit...
9. CHAPTER IX.It was market day at Libourne. We were aware of that from a very early hour of the morning, as the complaining utterances of every class of rickety waggon and ungreased wheel we...
5. CHAPTER V.The sitting-room in our hotel at Pauillac was discovered and annexed by us on the afternoon of our first day in the Médoc. It was a large room and a pleasant, and, so far as we...
2. CHAPTER II.This was what the waiter said when we asked him how long it would take to drive to the Gare d’Orléans on the morning that we left Paris. We selected half an hour, and by so doin...
8. CHAPTER VIII.It is a truism, venerable to the verge of dotage, to say that the way not to enjoy travelling is to do it at a rush, spending the days in sight-seeing, and the nights in the tra...
3. CHAPTER III.The steamer that plies between Bordeaux and Royan, calling _en route_ at several dozen places on the Garonne and Gironde, is of an unfortunate popularity. From reasons hereafter...