The bay, but a quarter of a mile in sweep, is shut in at each end by a projecting wall of cliff cut by a natural arch.

Half the shingle beach is given up to fisherfolk and their boats and tarred Noah's arks where they keep their nets.

The other half suddenly rises into a digue or terrace on which is built a primitive casino, and below the terrace are the bathing-cabins.

We are staying at the most spotlessly clean of all clean French hotels.

There are no carpets on the stairs; but if one mounts them in muddy boots, an untiring chambermaid emerges from a lair below, with hot water and scrubbing-brush and smilingly removes the traces of one's passage.
Carlotta and Antoinette have adjoining rooms in the main building.