friendly smile that showed they had no right to be
there.—It was just after Pouilly, we passed a little
solitary inn that facetiously announced on its sign :
“To-day one pays money; to-morrow, nothing.”
At noon we climbed into La Charite, though I
think we might have been spared the climb had
we followed the road on the river-bank. As it
was, we entered the town at the upper end, under
its old gateway, topped with grey stone figures,
and had a good view of its massive walls and
fortifications. Within the ramparts we found a
winding street descending precipitately towards
the Loire, a church in ruins, and people with
absolutely
there.—It was just after Pouilly, we passed a little
solitary inn that facetiously announced on its sign :
“To-day one pays money; to-morrow, nothing.”
At noon we climbed into La Charite, though I
think we might have been spared the climb had
we followed the road on the river-bank. As it
was, we entered the town at the upper end, under
its old gateway, topped with grey stone figures,
and had a good view of its massive walls and
fortifications. Within the ramparts we found a
winding street descending precipitately towards
the Loire, a church in ruins, and people with
absolutely