India 2001 books

He tried to squeeze another passenger upon us; but we were wiser, and
were just not able to understand what he was saying. Our Turk's method
of driving was to tie the reins to the carriage rail, flourishing a whip
and shouting with vigour; every ten minutes he glanced uneasily
backwards to see that nothing had broken loose or come away.
The valley we entered had been very deep, but at some period had been
half filled by a deposit of sand and pebble which had hardened into a
crumbling rock. We were driving over the gravelly shelf, above our head
rose walls of limestone, and deep below was the river which had eaten
the softer agglomerate into a hundred fantastic caverns. All along the
road we passed groups of tramping volunteers fresh from America with
store clothes and suitcases; the sensible were also festooned with
boots. It was pretty cold sitting in the carriage, and it grew colder as
we mounted.
At last we halted to rest the horses at a cafe. The influence of "Pod"
was heavy still.


Pages:
133 134 135 136 137 138 139 140 141 142 143 144 145 146 147 148 149 150 151 152 153 154 155 156 157