“But monsieur is surely not going away without a visit to the cataract? The guide-books give two hours as the very shortest time to see it effectually.”
“I only gave ten minutes to Niagara, my good friend,” said I, “and would not have spared even that, but that I wanted to hold a sprained ankle under the fall.”
He staggered, and had to hold a chair to support himself.
“There is, besides, the Laufen Schloss—”
“As to castles,” broke I in, “I have no need to leave my own to see all that mediaeval architecture can boast. No, no,” sighed I out, “if I am to have new sensations, they must come through some other channel than sight. Have you no theatre?”
“No, sir. None.”
“No concert-rooms, no music-garden?”
“None, sir.”
“Not even a circus?” said I, peevishly.
“There was, sir, but it was not attended. The strangers all come to see the Falls.”