It was certainly a dearly-bought half-hour.

{3} The little town of Znaim, with its neighbouring convent, is situated on a large plain, extending from Vienna to Budwitz, seventeen miles beyond Znaim; the monotony of the view is only broken here and there by low hills.
Near Schelletau the scenery begins to improve.

On the left the view is bounded by a range of high hills, with a ruined castle, suggestive of tragical tales of centuries gone by.

Fir and pine forests skirt the road, and lie scattered in picturesque groups over hill and dale.
April 11th.
Yesterday the weather had already begun to be ungracious to us.

At Znaim we found the valleys still partly covered with snow, and the fog was at times so thick, that we could not see a hundred paces in advance; but to-day it was incomparably worse.