¬A¬ Midsummer Ramble in the Dolomites : [untrodden peaks and unfrequented valleys]
hours. Next morning, however, by a quarter past seven, we were again on board and making, too slowly, for Lecco, where we arrived just in time to hear thè parting whistle of thè g.25 train. Now, as there were only two departures a day from this place and thè next train would not start for seven hours, arriving in Venice dose upon eleven at night, our case looked serious. We drove, however, to an hotel, apparently thè best ; and bere thè landlady, a bright energetic body, proposed that we should take
a carriage across thè country to Bergamo, and there catch up thè il. 13 express from Milan. Here was thè carriage standing ready in thè courtyard ; bere were thè horses ready in thè stables ; here was her nephew ready to drive us—the lightest carriage, the best horses, the steadiest whip in Lecco ! Never was there so brisk a little landlady. She al- lowed us no time for deliberation ; she helped to put the horses in with her own hands ; and she paeked us off as eagerly as if the prosperity of her hotel