human
Quite remarkably like, quite, said Mrs. Murchison,
gpt
That must have been very pleasant,
human
Most delicious. Then another day we went to see the tree under which the Virgin Mary sat when _she_ went to Egypt, which was really a remarkable coincidence, because my name is Mary, too, and the guide gave us a leaf from it as a Memento Mary. Ah, dear me, how charming and quaint it all was! Then we went up the river in our own private diabetes and stuck on a sandbank for weeks.
gpt
Didn't you find that rather tedious?
human
No, not at all; I was quite sorry when we got off, because the air was so fresh, like champagne, and the sunsets so beautiful, and every evening great flocks of ibexes and pelicans used to fly down to the river to drink. But now I come to think of it, we weren't there for weeks, but only for an hour or two, and very tiresome it was, as we wanted to get on, and Mr. Murchison's language---- Then at Luxor such sights, the great Colossus of Mammon, and the temples and the hotel gardens. And while we were there some professor or another--not the one with the red whiskers, you must understand--discovered a cylinder covered with cruciform writing, but it seemed to me quite common. And the donkey-boys were so amusing; we used to throw them piazzas, and see them scramble for them.
gpt
Threw them what?
human
Piazzas and half-piazzas. The small silver coin of the country.
gpt
Oh yes. You must have travelled a good deal.
human
Indeed we have: Mr. Murchison was so devoted to it; I used to call him the Wandering Jew. Then from Egypt we went on to the Holy Land, _La Sainte Terre_, you know the French call it--so poetical. And we saw Tyre and Sodom and all those places, and where Cicero was killed at the brook Jabbok, and where Elijah went up to heaven, and Damascus--quite lovely!--and the temples of Baalzac--or was it the temple of Baal?
gpt
Did you go with one of Cook's tours?
human
Indeed we did not; it would have spoiled all the poetry and romance to me if we had done that. No, Mr. Murchison took his yacht, so we could go where we pleased and when we pleased and how we pleased. Then from there we went to Athens, and on through the Straits of Messina, and saw that volcano--Hecla, is it not?--and got to Rome for Easter.
gpt
Rome is delightful, is it not? said Toby, still playing the part of Greek-play chorus.
human
I have hardly travelled at all.
gpt
Most interesting; I quite longed to be one of those poky little professors who spend all their lives hunting for grafficos in the Christian catafalques. I assure you we had quite a Childe Harold-al-Raschid pilgrimage, what with Egypt and all, quite like the Arabian Knight. It was wonderful. Travelling is so opening to the mind; I am sure I never really understood what 'from Dan even to Beersheba,' meant until I went and did it too.
human
Did you go to Naples?
gpt
Indeed we did, and saw Vesuvio in an eruction. Vesuvius you call it, but, somehow, when one has been to Italy, the Italian _point-de-vue_ seems to strike one more. Dear me, yes! Vesuvio, Napoli--all those names are so much more life-like than Leghorn and Florence. And those queer little dirty picturesque streets in Napoli, where the Gomorrah live! I have often given myself up as murdered.