The party had spread out to visit
the further corners of the site
but Deeds, who knew from old not
to waste time, headed me across
the meadows towards a pleasant
little bar where we celebrated ..
"It was a very singular sound he
made," said Deeds. "Like a bumble
bee in a bottle. I heard it from
a great distance. It sounded like
the bees in Agamemnon's tomb."
Miss Lobb walked about with a
pleasant air of having done her
duty. The two old apple-people
sat down in a clump of bushes
and began to eat fruit which the
old man peeled with a small pock-
et knife. They were radiant, ab-
solutely without fear of the un-
derworld. The Bishop had recovered
his composure and was once more
pacing about the temples and be-
having as if he were suspicious
about being overcharged for them.
Roberto, still shaken, drank Coca-
Cola. Mario blew his sudden horn
at last and we awoke to action
once more.
Lawrence Durrell
Sicilian Carousel
Agrigento
Viking, 1977©
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