Richard Forrest, Bachelor — page 161: what you’re looking at

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152 ARTHUR'S OPINION, CHAPTER XVIII. ARTHUR’S OPINION. Athens, with its majestic ruins, its oddly costumed sol- diers, and above all, its quiet restfulness, interested our party for a week, and then they found themselves quite ready to continue their journey to Cairo. Though they found the climate of Greece somewhat milder than that of Turkey, the weather, which continued stormy or threatening, did not really mend until Alexan- dria was reached, and then, the first night they slept on shore, the sun set in a blaze of purple and pink. They were received at Sheppards by the suave landlord —whose cordial manner and bland smile are never forgot- ten by any one who partakes of his hospitality—and given the most desirable apartments in the hotel. The balmy air and soft sunshine worked wonders for Gertrude, and before she had beenin Egypt a fortnight she was almost entirely restored to health and strength. Each day, after breakfast, she and Miss Cameron would repair to the spacious terrace in front of the hotel and sit there in contemplative idleness for hours, or else, armed with a book and parasol, they would roam through the fine old garden at the foot of the grounds, returning in time to go for the usual afternoon drive. The few weeks spent up the Nile were equally enjoyable, and the pink in Gertrude’s cheeks had changed toa healthy brown before their return to Cairo. Even Miss Cameron’s pale face brightened under the general influence of the at- mosphere and surroundings; she smiled more frequently, -~ “— ~ CEONNIELOOO KS, EO nn)