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CHAPTER XII THE ETERNAL TRAGEDY I WAS sorry to disturb the placidity of my life at Nicosia by even a thought of leaving it; but, as there were other places which I was fully determined to visit, I had already settled with myself what these places should be. Three of them, so I found, lay not very far apart—the town and castle of Kyrenia, the mountain castle of St. Hilarion, and the mediaeval monastery of Bella Pais, which report said was won-derful. Accordingly, in the course of the next few days, Colonel Falkland, to whom I explained my wishes, procured for me an invitation to stay with one of the district judges, Mr. St. John, who lived within easy distance of all the three places I have mentioned. Mr. St. John's official duties would be shortly calling him from home, so he begged that, if I came, I would come as soon as possible. I had not expected quite so much hurry in the matter; but, as hurry was necessary, it was arranged by an exchange of telegrams that I should go to him as soon as I could get a carriage to take me.

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