Below them the whole of Lake Garda was spread like a map.

Mr.Wilder and the Englishman, having paused at the edge of the declivity, were endeavouring to trace the boundary line of Austria, and they called upon the officers for help.
The two relinquished their post at Constance's side, while the donkeys kept on past them up the hill.

The winding path was both stony and steep, and, from a donkey's standpoint, thoroughly objectionable.

Fidilini was well in the lead, trotting sedately, when suddenly, without the slightest warning, he chose to revolt.

Whether Constance pulled the wrong rein, or whether, as she affirmed, it was merely his natural badness, in any case, he suddenly veered from the path and took a cross cut down the rocky slope below them.