THE MOUNT OF REFUGE My thoughts turned continually to Catanzaro.

It is a city set upon a hill, overlooking the Gulf of Squillace, and I felt that if I could but escape thither, I should regain health and strength.

Here at Cotrone the air oppressed and enfeebled me; the neighbourhood of the sea brought no freshness.

From time to time the fever seemed to be overcome, but it lingered still in my blood and made my nights restless.

I must away to Catanzaro.
When first I spoke of this purpose to Dr.Sculco, he indulged my fancy, saying "Presently, presently!" A few days later, when I seriously asked him how soon I might with safety travel, his face expressed misgiving.
Why go to Catanzaro?
It was on the top of a mountain, and had a most severe climate; the winds at this season were terrible.