In about a month from the time of our starting I was told that our
journey was nearly over. The bandage was now dispensed with, for it
seemed impossible that I should ever be able to find my way back
without being captured. Then we rolled merrily along through the
streets of a handsome town, and got on to a long, broad, and level
road, with poplar trees on either side. The road was raised slightly
above the surrounding country, and had formerly been a railway; the
fields on either side were in the highest conceivable cultivation, but
the harvest and also the vintage had been already gathered. The weather
had got cooler more rapidly than could be quite accounted for by the
progress of the season; so I rather thought that we must have been
making away from the sun, and were some degrees farther from the
equator than when we started. Even here the vegetation showed that the
climate was a hot one, yet there was no lack of vigour among the
people; on the contrary, they were a very hardy race, and capable of
great endurance. For the hundredth time I thought that, take them all
round, I had never seen their equals in respect of physique, and they
looked as good-natured as they were robust. The flowers were for the
most part over, but their absence was in some measure compensated for
by a profusion of delicious fruit, closely resembling the figs,
peaches, and pears of Italy and France. I saw no wild animals, but
birds were plentiful and much as in Europe, but not tame as they had
been on the other side the ranges. They were shot at with the cross-bow
and with arrows, gunpowder being unknown, or at any rate not in use.
We were now nearing the metropolis and I could see great towers and
fortifications, and lofty buildings that looked like palaces. I began
to be nervous as to my reception; but I had got on very well so far,
and resolved to continue upon the same plan as hitherto—namely, to
behave just as though I were in England until I saw that I was making a
blunder, and then to say nothing till I could gather how the land lay.
We drew nearer and nearer. The news of my approach had got abroad, and
there was a great crowd collected on either side the road, who greeted
me with marks of most respectful curiosity, keeping me bowing
constantly in acknowledgement from side to side.
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