The day had been sultry--the evening was delicious--the wine was generous--the _Burgundian_ hill on which it grew was steep--a little tempting bush over the door of a cool cottage at the foot of it, hung vibrating in full harmony with the passions--a gentle air rustled distinctly through the leaves-- "Come--come, thirsty muleteer--come in."

The day had been sultry - the evening was delicious - the wine was generous - the Burgundian hill was steep - a little tempting bush over the door of an inn at the foot of it, rustled with a gentle air - 'Come, thirsty muleteer - come in.'
