At a distance it resembled the humming of bees; on a nearer approach it sounded monotonous, drawling, and melancholy.
While we were preparing for our departure, the farmer, his wife, and the servants approached, and shook each of us by the hand.

This is the usual mode of saluting such _high_ people as we numbered among our party.

The true national salutation is a hearty kiss.
On my arrival at home the effect of the strong coffee soon began to manifest itself.

I could not sleep at all, and had thus ample leisure to make accurate observations as to the length of the day and of the twilight.

Until eleven o'clock at night I could read ordinary print in my room.