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it chance to be full, there are several miniature 
lodgings where a person may not only make shift 
for a night, but be made comfortable for a longer 
period, with a primitive and loving welcome. 
Below the inn the road gets steeper and steeper, 
and is at last obliged to condescend to a zigzag, to 
get down at all. In one place a house over-arches 
the street ; at another, a steep flight of steps leads to 
a cottage, which is perched like some sea-bird’s nest 
on a ledge of rock just large enough for it to stand 
on ; while to reach a third you have to dive under 
a water-shute at the risk of a wetting. 
The quay is as rough as the street, being paved 
with ‘‘popple stones” like the town, but the view 
is most remarkable. Some of the houses are built 
upon the beach, the sea washing their walls ; they 
too have quaint balconies, from which the fishiug- 
nets hang in graceful festoons, as they do also along 
the quay. 
Near Freshwater, a small cataract to the east of 
the town, Asplenium marinum is to be found, but 
stunted and difficult to remove, owing to the hard- 
ness of the rock. 
There being no possibility of any wheeled vehicle 
descending Clovelly street, a road has been cut 
down the cliff, but it is little less steep than the 
street. At the top of “ Quay Hill,” as this precipice 
