I dream of the mountain; night and day it has come to fill my life with dark terror.
I am not by nature timid or despondent, but it is hard to have to wait here day after day and watch this goal of my hopes--so near, yet seemingly so forbidding of access.
"On looking back I find I have said nothing about the house where I am now staying.

It lies in the Kolpetty suburb, in the midst of most lovely gardens, and is called Blue Bungalow, from the colour in which it is painted.

I have made many excursions with Mr.Eversleigh on the lagoon; but for me the only object in this land of beauty is the great Peak.

I cannot endure this idleness much longer.

Colliver seems to have vanished: at least, I have not seen him.
"Jan.