human
This is a formation similar to that which we may see in process of construction at the present moment off the coast of Florida,
gpt
Not _coquina_?
human
It is conglomerate,
gpt
That word conglomerate is one of the most useful terms I know, said Inness.
human
It covers everything: like Renaissance.
gpt
The rock is also called pudding-stone,
human
Away with pudding-stone! we will have none of it. We are nothing if not dignified, are we, Miss Elaine?
gpt
I am sure I have always thought you had a _great_ deal of dignity, Mr. Inness,
human
It is commonplace to be continually calling it blue, I said;
gpt
It has seen so much, said Mrs. Clary, in her earnest way;
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It certainly is the fairest water in the world, said Janet.
gpt
It must be the reflection of heaven.
human
It is the proportion of salt, said the Professor, who had come back around the rock corner on the knobs.
gpt
A larger amount of salt is held in solution in the Mediterranean than in the Atlantic. It is a very deep body of water, too, along this coast: at Nice it was found to be three thousand feet deep only a few yards from the shore.
human
These Mediterranean sailors are such cowards, said Inness.
gpt
At the first sign of a storm they all come scudding in. If the Phoenicians were like them, another boyhood illusion is gone! However, since they demolished William Tell, I have not much cared.
human
The Mediterranean sailors of the past were probably, like those of the present, obliged to come scudding in, said Verney,
gpt
Xebecs and feluccas--delicious words!
human
I still maintain that they are cowards, resumed Inness.
gpt
The other day, when there was that capful of wind, you know, twenty of these delicious xebecs came hurrying into our little port, running into each other in their haste, and crowding together in the little pool like frightened chickens under a hen's wings. And they were not all delicious xebecs, either; there were some good-sized sea-going vessels among them, brig-rigged in front with the seven or eight small square sails they string up one above the other, and a towel out to windward.
human
The winds of Mentone are wizards, said Margaret;
gpt
They are turned aside by the slopes of the mountains,
human
But the Mediterranean has not lived up to its reputation, after all, said Janet.
gpt
I expected to see fleets of nautilus, and I have not seen one. And not a porpoise!
human
For porpoises, said Miss Graves, who had knotted a handkerchief around her conglomerate, and was carrying it tied to a scarf like a shawl-strap--
gpt
It had laid it down last at the Red Rocks. The tomb originally was as large as a small chapel; one of the side walls was gone, but the front remained almost perfect. This front was in three arches; traces of fresco decoration were still visible under the curves. Below were lines of stone in black and white alternately, and the same mosaic was repeated above, where there was also a cornice stretching from the sides to a central empty space, once filled by the square marble slab bearing the inscription. We found Lloyd here, sketching; but as we came up he closed his sketch-book, joined Margaret, and the two strolled off through the old wood, which had, as Inness remarked,
human
as we chose to recall,
gpt
I wish we knew what the inscription was, said Janet, who was sitting on the grass in front of the old tomb.
human
I should like to know who it was who was laid here so long, long ago.
gpt
Some old Roman,
human
He might not have been old, said Verney, who was now sketching in his turn.
gpt
There is another Roman tomb, or fragment of one, above us on the side of the mountain, and the inscription on that one gives the name of a youth who died, 'aged eighteen years and ten months,' two thousand years ago, 'much sorrowed for by his father and his mother.'
human
Love then was the same as now, and will be the same after we are gone, I suppose,
gpt
A reason why we should take it while we can,