[Aunt Jane’s Nieces Abroad by Edith Van Dyne]@TWC D-Link bookAunt Jane’s Nieces Abroad CHAPTER VIII 2/8
He had succeeded in retaining a few servants who had more courage than those that had stampeded at the first alarm, and while the hotel service for the next few days was very inadequate, no one was liable to suffer any great privation. During the afternoon the gloom grew denser than before, while thicker than ever fell the rain of ashes.
This was the worst day Naples experienced during the great eruption, and Uncle John and his nieces were content to keep their rooms and live in the glare of electric lights.
Owing to their wise precautions to keep out the heavily laden air they breathed as little lava dust into their lungs as any people, perhaps, in the city; but to escape all was impossible.
Their eyes and throats became more or less inflamed by the floating atoms, and the girls declared they felt as if they were sealed up in a tomb. "Well, my chickens, how do you like being abroad, and actually in Europe ?" enquired Uncle John, cheerfully. Beth and Patsy smiled at him, but Louise looked up from the Baedecker she was studying and replied: "It's simply delightful, Uncle, and I'm glad we happened here during this splendid eruption of Vesuvius.
Only--only--" "Only what, my dear ?" "Only it is such hard work to keep clean," answered his dainty niece. "Even the water is full of lava, and I'm sure my face looks like a chimney-sweep's." "And you, Beth ?" "I don't like it, Uncle.
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