There is a flask of slivovitz (the plum brandy of the country) underneath the seat, if you should require it." I did not take any, but it was a comfort to know it was there all the same.

I felt a little strangely, and not a little frightened.

I think had there been any alternative I should have taken it, instead of prosecuting that unknown night journey.

The carriage went at a hard pace straight along, then we made a complete turn and went along another straight road.

It seemed to me that we were simply going over and over the same ground again, and so I took note of some salient point, and found that this was so.