Pulp Fiction, 1865 · page 330 of 399
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399 FAIR NORMANDY. By CHARLES W. Woop, F.R.G.S., AUTHOR oF ‘‘ THROUGH HOLLAND,” ** LETTERS FROM MAJORCA,”’ ETC. ETC. HE shadows’ of night were begin- ning to fall as we steamed out of Evreux on our way to Chartres. They had quite fallen when we reached Dreux, where we found we had an hour or two to wait before the train would take us onward. We were glad of the delay, and felt the time would be profitably spent in seeing a little of the town, which is one of the most ancient in l‘rance, and has played its part in French his- tory. The fact that dark- so 3 /il J — = = “* s. So Sy . F wa oe 2 : 1 ale Hl tn ness had fallen would ET “1B ro u A HN ea! | THN only add a sense of ——: tua sel il li ees ae mystery, an additional sari pac: sind ga sien Ss = interest to our inspec- = RR Ce ers cat tion. For darkness ap- OTE ILLE. thi ite ida eas peals to the imagina- tion ; rouses it to activity ; gives a certain beauty and romance to what by day might be very commonplace; it softens outlines, and if it conceals beauties, it also draws a veil over defects. We left our numerous hand packages in the care of a rash but obliging railway official, who, after one glance at H. C.’s amiable expression, felt certain of a substantial recognition of his services. In truth he would have earned his fee, for he was undertaking no slight charge. H. C.’s packages accumulate as he progresses through a country. Every old curiosity shop in every town he comes to is visited and ransacked. Whatever he thinks curious, genuine and artistic, what- ever takes his fancy, he buys. ‘Things too large to be carried are sent direct to England, ‘‘iiber land und meer.” Other things, sma'l COnnICLOOKS (©)