40 SAVAGE SVANETIA. 



account them the most delicate eating in the 

 world, but then I have heard them say the 

 same of an old buck chamois, so that I don't 

 think their opinion would weigh with an 

 epicure. 



At last, when we had gained the highest 

 point in our ridge, Simon made signs to me 

 to lie down. Be sure I did not fail to under- 

 stand him at once ; an hour or two ago I 

 wanted to call a halt, but seeing how the 

 light was increasing had not ventured to sug- 

 gest such a thing. 



Taking the telescope my guide began to 

 survey the few green spots amongst the snow 

 and rock around us. What you say when 

 you feel angry in Svanetian I don't know, 

 but whatever it is that was what Simon said 

 pretty often and with a great deal of genuine 

 feeling as soon as he looked through the 

 glass. 



Here had we been toiling for nearly five 



