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When I went into the dining room, breakfast was prepared, but I could not find the
Count anywhere. So I breakfasted alone. It is strange that as yet I have not seen the
Count eat or drink. He must be a very peculiar man! After breakfast I did a little
exploring in the castle. I went out on the stairs, and found a room looking towards the
South.
The view was magnificent, and from where I stood there was every opportunity of
seeing it. The castle is on the very edge of a terrific precipice. A stone falling from the
window would fall a thousand feet without touching anything! As far as the eye can
reach is a sea of green tree tops, with occasionally a deep rift where there is a chasm.
Here and there are silver threads where the rivers wind in deep gorges through the
forests.
But I am not in heart to describe beauty, for when I had seen the view I explored
further. Doors, doors, doors everywhere, and all locked and bolted. In no place save
from the windows in the castle walls is there an available exit. The castle is a veritable
prison, and I am a prisoner!