She stood absorbed in the scene, as though she were drinking in deep draughts of all this matchless beauty.

I felt amazed at this; I saw how different she seemed from the others, and could not account for it.

But as yet I knew too little of the language to question her, and could only hope for a future explanation when I had learned more.
We descended at length and walked about the terrace and up and down the side streets.

All were the same as I had noticed before--terraced streets, with caverns on one side and massive stone structures on the other.

I saw deep channels, which were used as drains to carry down mountain torrents.