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Then he explains this is the beginning of Clovelly and that the coach can not take you any further because it is to steep and that you will have to walk the rest of the way. The luggage he says will be carried down on sleds and donkys.

Clovelly is between two hills and has one street of cobble stone laid in terraces down to the sea. Most of the houses are white washed and surrounded with flowers, so that the whole place has an air of cheerfulness. One old lady owns Clovelly and some of the immediate country. Although she is very kind and lets the inhabitants their homes at low rents she is very particular and has to be consulted before any improvements can be made. Her idea is to have the place keep it's quaintness. We stayed at the New Inn with its funny stair cases and narrow landings, leading to low ceilinged rooms. It was kept by the proprietress and her neices, who took a special interest in the inn's management and helped to make everything homelike and pleasant. The proprietress has been collecting antique sliver, china and bric-a-brac for seventy years, so the house is litter with her