People stood fast to gaze at us; in the country some pulled off their hats and set up a cheer.

The landlords of the inns where we baited remained bare-headed until we started afresh, and I, according to my father's example, bowed and lifted my cap gravely to persons saluting us along the roads.

Nor did I seek to know the reason for this excess of respectfulness; I was beginning to take to it naturally.

At the end of a dusty high-road, where it descends the hill into a town, we drew up close by a high red wall, behind which I heard boys shouting at play.

We went among them, accompanied by their master.