We might happen on a school close by, or a mill, or a waterfall.

There are so many of those dreadful things in Switzerland.

Or some noisy factory, or a market place, always full of country folk, all the people of the whole canton pouring in there together and making a terrible uproar.

But I have an idea, my dearest Titus, I have thought of a way to settle it.

I shall write to an old uncle of my brother's wife.