¶ 2 Leave a comment on paragraph 2 0 The ascent is quite easy over a smooth road and might be easily used for ^light^ carriages if the lazy, sleepy, villagers had a spark of enterprise among them. Halfway up Anna must take advantage of the wooden seat beside the road. Casting our eyes up to the old Fortress we wonder and admire, the toiling patience of the brawny arms that piled up these great walls looming up, from away down to the left, to, away off in the distance to the right, and wonder at the probable history of the many generations who have bravely defended them for hundreds of years, now silent in the tomb, not one descendant left to preserve its history and records.
¶ 3 Leave a comment on paragraph 3 0 Up we go again into the main entrance, an immense arch perhaps 30ft thick, leading into the castle ^outer^ yard, the space between the Fortress and the outer walls. Here, before the high walls, with dark dungeon-like rooms beside us, we drop on the grass for another rest, spreading our luncheon of Biscuit and wine, to give us strength for the many steps yet beyond us- Winding around the extreme end to the right we see in the distance another grand archway for entering the Fortress, but upon seeing a small archway beside us on our left we follow Anna who has darted into this cavern for an exploration. Dark passages, dark rooms, and irregular dirt floor. After feeling our way several rods we turn a corner and see a faint glimmer of light in the distance. Anna still ahead begins to descend a steep incline, feeling her way ^with^ the umbrella while we gently chide her