50 BEGGARS ON HORSEBACK. 



apparently at us. What had he to do with the 

 chambermaid, and why did he object to us? 

 These things were hid from us. 



Let no one ask from these historians the facts 

 about the Behemoth skull and the Leviathan 

 backbone which are disposed in the timbered 

 arch above the porch-door of the church. There 

 are theories and there are legends, all equally 

 improbable, so we were informed by the grey- 

 haired vicar, with a classic and tolerant weariness 

 which may well have been caused by the heat, 

 or the Suspensory Bill, or the fact that Miss 

 O'Flannigan was perhaps the five thousandth 

 tourist by whom he had been asked the same 

 question. 



That night the order went forth for a half-past 

 six o'clock breakfast. If the heat was tropical, 

 so should be our manner of life, and the ride 

 over the mountains to Dolgelly should be in the 

 dewy cool of the morning. Nothing could be 

 more idyllic. This quality, however, was not so 

 prominent next morning, when at 6.15 A.M. Miss 



