In another minute I withdrew, carrying half a sheet of note-paper on which were scrawled in pencil a few words, followed by the proud signature "Berlinghieri." When I had deciphered the scrawl, I found it was an injunction to allow me to view a certain estate "_senza nulla toccare_"-- without touching anything.

So a doubt still lingered in the dignitary's mind.
Cotrone has no vehicle plying for hire--save that in which I arrived at the hotel.

I had to walk in search of the orange orchard, all along the straight dusty road leading to the station.

For a considerable distance this road is bordered on both sides by warehouses of singular appearance.

They have only a ground floor, and the front wall is not more than ten feet high, but their low roofs, sloping to the ridge at an angle of about thirty degrees, cover a great space.