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"The Luck of Thirteen Wanderings and Flight through Montenegro and Serbia"


What with three humans, our bags, the old lady's bundle, and an enormous
sponge cake, we were very cramped, and whenever we tried to move a
stiffened knee her bright eye was on it, and she made some suitable
remark to which we always had to answer with "Ne rasumem," "I don't
understand," the while beaming at her to show we appreciated her efforts
to put us at our ease.
The mist and rain entirely obscured the view. Now and then a tree showed
as a thumb-mark on the grey. We little knew that we were passing through
some of the most marvellous scenery in Europe.
The carriage settled down with a bump. Something wrong with the harness;
string was produced, and it was made usable for the next half-hour.
Carriages in Montenegro must have been designed in the days when
builders thought more of voluptuous curves than of breaking strains, for
we have never been in one of them without many halts, during which the
coachman endeavoured to tie the carriage together with string or wire to
prevent it from coming in two.


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