"We shall reach the weariful Korsoeer early enough: the steamboat leaves at ten, and it is not yet seven.

You shall be surprised--I know well that you are half a Catholic; I will conduct you where you may believe yourself carried back several centuries, and may imagine yourself in a Catholic country.

That is right pleasant, is it not ?" Otto smiled.

The friends alighted from the coach and walked over a corn-field.

They found themselves upon a hill, the whole landscape spread itself out before them--they saw the Belt, with Sprogoee and Funen.