RAMUNTCHO

BY

PIERRE LOTI



Translated by

Henri Pene du Bois



RAMUNTCHO



PART I.



CHAPTER I.

The sad curlews, annunciators of the autumn, had just appeared in a mass
in a gray squall, fleeing from the high sea under the threat of
approaching tempests. At the mouth of the southern rivers, of the Adour,
of the Nivelle, of the Bidassoa which runs by Spain, they wandered above
the waters already cold, flying low, skimming, with their wings over the
mirror-like surfaces. And their cries, at the fall of the October night,