Next morning the diligence was to start early, and, in preparation for
the six hours' drive, I ordered two eggs to be boiled for breakfast. As
the first proved to have been boiled in tepid water, I requested the
landlady to boil the second afresh, which she did in a manner that may
partly account for the observed fact that the very eggs of some towns
taste of garlic. There was household soup simmering on the fire, reeking
with onion and garlic, and many other abominations; and, as if it was
quite the right and usual thing to do, she slipped the unfortunate egg
into this, and left it there to be cooked. After all, garlic must be
cheap as an article of food, for the whole bill amounted only to 7-1/2
francs.
This was the last glaciere on my list. It was quite as well that such
was the case; for the trials of Dauphine had been too great, and I
should scarcely have been inclined to face further adventures of a like
kind.
FOOTNOTES:
[Footnote 82: T. xxx. p. 157.]
[Footnote 83: Vol. ii. p. 80.]
[Footnote 84: Jean de Choul, _De varia Quercus Historia_, 1555.
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