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"I heard a man say once that you were 'as deep as the sea. He did not mean it kindly, but I do. You are in trouble, and I want to share it if I can. Where were you going when you came across me here?" "To see old Busby, the quack-doctor up there," he answered, nodding towards a shrubbed and wooded hillock behind them. "Old Busby!" she rejoined in amazement.
"On the morrow I opened the second door and found myself in a spacious plain set with tall date palms and watered by a running stream whose banks were shrubbed with rose and jasmine, while privet and eglantine, oxe-eye, violet and lily, narcissus, origane and the winter gilliflower carpeted the borders; and the breath of the breeze swept over those sweet-smelling growths...."
The sides and bottom are made of, and strewn with, white, moss-grown masses of volcanic cinder rock, and sparsely shrubbed with gnarled trees which have evidently been under fire one of my boys tells me from the burning of this face of the mountain by "the Major from Calabar" during the previous dry season. We keep on up a steep grass-covered slope, and finally reach the top of the wall.
"I heard a man say once that you were 'as deep as the sea. He did not mean it kindly, but I do. You are in trouble, and I want to share it if I can. Where were you going when you came across me here?" "To see old Busby, the quack-doctor up there," he answered, nodding toward a shrubbed and wooded hillock behind them. "Old Busby!" she rejoined, in amazement.
"I heard a man say once that you were 'as deep as the sea. He did not mean it kindly, but I do. You are in trouble, and I want to share it if I can. Where were you going when you came across me here?" "To see old Busby, the quack-doctor up there," he answered, nodding towards a shrubbed and wooded hillock behind them. "Old Busby!" she rejoined in amazement.
When it was the morrow I opened the second door; and entering found myself in a spacious plain set with tall date palms and watered by a running stream whose banks were shrubbed with bushes of rose and jasmine, while privet and eglantine, oxe-eye, violet and lily, narcissus, origane and the winter gilliflower carpeted the borders; and the breath of the breeze swept over these sweet smelling growths diffusing their delicious odours right and left, perfuming the world and filling my soul with delight.
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