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A Little Tour In France
CHAPTER I. I am ashamed to begin with saying that Touraine
CHAPTER II. It is a very beautiful church of the second order of importance
CHAPTER III. I have mentioned the church of Saint Martin
CHAPTER IV. Your business at Tours is to make excursions
CHAPTER V. The second time I went to Blois I took a carriage for Chambord
CHAPTER VI. You may go to Amboise either from Blois or from Tours
CHAPTER VII. We never went to Chinon
CHAPTER VIII. Without fastidiousness, it was fair to declare
CHAPTER IX. I hardly know what to say about the tone of Langeais
CHAPTER X. The consequence of my leaving to the last my little mention of Loches
CHAPTER XI. I know not whether the exact limits of an excur- sion
CHAPTER XII. The cathedral is not the only lion of Bourges
CHAPTER XIII. It is very certain that when I left Tours for Le Mans
CHAPTER XIV. I am shocked at finding, just after this noble de- claration
CHAPTER XV. If I spent two nights at Nantes
CHAPTER XVI. To go from Nantes to La Rochelle you travel straight southward
CHAPTER XVII. It is an injustice to Poitiers to approach her by night
CHAPTER XVIII. If it was really for the sake of the Black Prince
CHAPTER XIX. There is much entertainment in the journey through the wide
CHAPTER XX. The history of Toulouse is detestable
CHAPTER XXI. My real consolation was an hour I spent in Saint- Serni
CHAPTER XXII. I spent but a few hours at Carcassonne
CHAPTER XXIII. Carcassonne dates from the Roman occupation of Gaul
CHAPTER XXIV. At Narbonne I took up my abode at the house of a serrurier mecanicien
CHAPTER XXV. That stanza of Matthew Arnold’s
CHAPTER XXVI. It was a pleasure to feel one's self in Provence again
CHAPTER XXVII. The weather the next day was equally fair
CHAPTER XXVIII. After this I was free to look about me at Nimes
CHAPTER XXIX. On my way from Nimes to Arles
CHAPTER XXX. There are two shabby old inns at Arles
CHAPTER XXXI. The third lion of Arles has nothing to do with the ancient world
CHAPTER XXXII. I find that I declared one evening
CHAPTER XXXIII. I had been twice at Avignon before
CHAPTER XXXIV. Fortunately, it did not rain every day
CHAPTER XXXV. It was the morning after this
CHAPTER XXXVI. I mounted into my diligence at the door of the Hotel de Petrarque
CHAPTER XXXVII. I have been trying to remember
CHAPTER XXXVIII. The foregoing reflections occur
CHAPTER XXXIX. On my return to Macon I found myself fairly
CHAPTER XL. It was very well that my little tour was to termi- nate at Dijon