46 A DOG OF FLANDERS.

where ; and he who has dwelt upon
the mountains or amidst the forests
feels oppressed_as by imprisonment
with the tedium and the endlessness
of that vast and dreary level. But it
is green and very fertile, and it has
wide horizons that have a certain
charm of their own in their dulness
and monotony; and amongst the
rushes by the water-side the flowers
grow, and the trees rise tall and fresh
where the barges glide with their
great hulks black against the sun, and
their little green barrels and vari-col-
ored flags gay against the leaves.
Anyway, there is greenery and
breadth of space enough to be as good
as beauty to a child and a dog; and
these two asked no better, when their