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and it was a continuous picture out of a pleasing [[strikethrough]] [[?]] [[/strikethrough]] operetta to pass through this land.

In places the natural ruggedness of spots bore a curious attraction and on one such occasion I enquired the name and learned we were going through Huelgoat (Finistère) where King Arthur's grotto and many balancing rocks and precipilous walls attract the tourist.
We lunched here at the Grande Hotel de France, a station of the Touring Club of America.
During stopovers we had excellent fresh eggs, good beds and remarkably cheap fare all round. A franc goes far in the country. Not so Paris!

As the car and the chauffeur and I crept into the city I decided to [[?]]