So we advanced into this ghostly city
13.9 by 8.4 cm facing page 394, framed
Dickens's Pictures from Italy in the The Gadshill Edition
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Passage realised: So we advanced into this ghostly city, continuing to hold our course through narrow streets and lanes, all filled and flowing with water. Some of the corners where our way branched off, were so acute and narrow, that it seemed impossible for the long slender boat to turn them; but the rowers, with a low melodious cry of warning, sent it skimming on without a pause. Sometimes, the rowers of another black boat like our own, echoed the cry, and slackening their speed (as I thought we did ours) would come flitting past us like a dark shadow. [continued below]
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