Last of all, we went to see the ruin, which stood on the summit of a steep and solitary rock in the midst of a vast level plain.

It proved to be a round keep of gigantic strength and height, approached by two courtyards and surrounded by the weed-grown and fragmentary traces of an extensive stronghold, nothing of which now remained save a few broken walls, three or four embrasured loopholes, an ancient well of incalculable depth, and the rusted teeth of a formidable portcullis.

Here we paused awhile to rest and admire the view; while Josephine, pleased as a child on a holiday, flung pebbles into the well, ate sugar-plums, and amused herself with my pocket-telescope.
"_Regardez_!" she cried, "there is the dome of the Pantheon.

I am sure it is the Pantheon--and to the right, far away, I see a town!--little white houses, and a steeple.

And there goes a steamer on the river--and there is the railway and the railway station, and the long road by which we came in the omnibus.