Of course this house was not the Consulate, which was in the city, close
to the Serai, or Government House.
I think the charm of our house lay chiefly in the gardens around it.
We made a beautiful arbour in the garden opposite--a garden of roses
and jessamine; and we made it by lifting up overladen vines and citrons,
and the branches of lemon and orange trees, and supporting them on a
framework, so that no sun could penetrate their luxuriant leafage.
We put a divan in this arbour, which overlooked the rushing river; and
that and the housetop were our favourite places to smoke on cool summer
evenings.
By this time you will probably have discovered my love for animals, and
as soon as I had arranged our house at Damascus the first thing I did was
to indulge in my hobby of collecting a menagerie. First of all we bought
some horses, three-quarter-breds and half-breds. Thorough-bred Arabs,
especially mares, were too dear for our stable, and would have made
us an object of suspicion. In the East, where there are official hands
not clean of bribes, an Arab mare is a a favourite bribe, and I had many
such offers before I had been at Damascus long; but I refused them all.
Richard always gave me entire command of the stable, and so it was my
domain. Living in solitude as I did very much, I discovered how
companionable horses could be. There was no speech between us, but I
knew everything they said and thought and felt, and they knew everything
I said to them.
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