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

The man piteously hoped that we were not
offended; and we explained at length.
When we reached the hotel again our old hostess bustled up, more sugary
than ever.
"We have just thought of a little rearrangement," she said.
"How so?"
"Well, do you understand, the inn is very full to-night, so we thought
it best that you should both take the one bed and I and my daughter
will take the other."
"Oh," said we, "in that case we had better move altogether, we have
anoth--"
"Indeed, no no," said the old lady, horrified. "Stay, stay. There sit
down. It is good, keep your beds." She patted us and left us.
We had an uninspired dinner. Greasy soup, tough boiled meat which had
produced the soup, minced boiled meat in pepper pods, and two pears
which turned out to be bad. The company, composed of officers and
nondescripts, pleased us no better than the dinner, so we decided to eat
elsewhere on the morrow.
The governor's secretary came in to arrange for an interview with his
chief--yet another Petrovitch and brother to the governor of Scutari.


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