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where our friend the French landlady preceded 

 us the evening before^ and we found her ready- 

 to give us a warm reception. She could not^ 

 however, accommodate my servant, for she said 

 the only spare bedroom was occupied by her 

 horses, where she had shut them up and locked 

 the door for fear of the monteneros. It seems 

 that fifty of these had actually passed the night 

 at Chorillos, and had left it only just before we 

 arrived in an opposite direction ; but before 

 their departure they borrowed money and 

 horses from a good many of the inhabitants, 

 entering their houses without ceremony. 



The wooden inn at which we breakfasted is 

 built on the edge of a cliff, washed below by the 

 sea. When Lima and Callao are at war, a cir- 

 cumstance not of unfrequent occurrence, Cho- 

 rillos has been used by merchant-vessels as a 

 port, instead of Callao, and it has for a long 



