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He turned to the twisting hill road which ran up froour of an oldlowlands Once ahe will always find flat country so of a burden, and the mere ascent of a slope will have a tonic's power The path was good, but perilous at the best, and the proxiave a zest to the travel The road would fringe a pit of shade, black but for the gleaer a silent world Hawks screamed at times from the cliffs, and a multitude of bats and owls flickered in the depths A continuous falling of waters, an infinite sighing of night winds, the swaying and tossing which is always heard in the ravel and the bleat of a goat on some hill-side, allof his boots on the rocky road
He remeorge would narrow and he would be alht and wound into the heart of a side nullah, which at length brought it out on a little plateau of rocks There the road clireat plateau, where Forza, set on a small hilltop, watched thirtychilly, for the road climbed steeply and already it was many thousand feet above the sea The curious salt sreet his nostrils The blood flowed more freely in his veins, and insensibly he squared his shoulders to drink in the cold hill air It was of thewoody and alpine in the heart of it, an air born of scrub and snow-clad rock, and not of his own free spaces of heather But it was hill-born, and this contented hiht-born, and it refreshed him In a little the road turned down to the strea dark pool
The river, which made a poor show in the broad channel at Bardur, was now, in this straitened place, a full lipping torrent of clear, green water Lewis bathed his flushed face and drank, and it was as cold as snow It stung his face to burning, and as he walked the heartsoan to rise in his heart He felt fit and ready for any work Life was quick in his sinews, his brain was a weathercock, his strength was tireless At last he had found a man's life He had never had a chance before Life had been too easy and sheltered; he had been coddled like a child; he had never roughed it except for his own pleasure Noas outside this backbone of the world with a task before him, and only his wits for his servant Eton and Oxford, Eton and Oxford--so it had been for generations--an education sufficient to da; but noas in a fair way to taste the world's iron and salt, and he exulted at the prospect