You have no desire to go to the islands of the Pacific ?' 'I can't say that I have.' 'Of course not.

The springs of art are in the old world.

Among the vines and the olives one hears a voice.

I must really try to give you some idea of my little place at Riva.' He began a playful description--long, but never tedious; alluring, yet without enthusiasm--a dreamy suggestion of refined delights and luxuries.
'I have another place in the Pyrenees, to suit another mood; and not long ago I was sorely tempted by the offer of a house not far from Antioch, in the valley of the Orontes--a house built by an Englishman.
Charming place, and so entirely off the beaten track.

Isn't there a fascination in the thought of living near Antioch?
Well away from bores and philistines.