CHAPTER II. 



[first iEg.] 



PlSC. So, Sir, now we have got to the top of the hill out 

 of town, look about you, and tell me how you like the 

 country. 



VIAT. Bless me, what mountains are here ! Are we not 

 in Wales ? 



PlSC. No, but in almost as mountainous a country ; anc 

 yet these hills, though high, bleak, and craggy, breed anc 

 feed good beef and mutton aboveground, and afford gooc 

 store of lead within. 



VIAT. They had need of all those commodities to make 

 amends for the ill landskip : but I hope our way does not 

 lie over any of these, for I dread a precipice. 



PlSC. Believe me, but it does, and down one especially 

 that will appear a little terrible to a stranger ; though the 

 way is passable enough, and so pass.iblc, that we who are 



