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238 ACROSS ASIA MINOK ON FOOT<br />

in stepped tiers, each plot surrounded by a bank of<br />

earth perhaps a foot in height. The plots were<br />

Hooded in turn, and the grass cut for feed while<br />

green.<br />

I had meant to stay an hour in Nar, but ended by<br />

staying four, which left no time for Cliat, seven or<br />

eight miles beyond. Besides, I had a conviction that<br />

neither Chat nor any other of these cave villages<br />

would equal Nar in interest, and more likely would<br />

be quite inferior ; I would therefore let this place<br />

stand for the others, and be satisfied with what I<br />

had already seen. Another reason also influenced<br />

me, for as one now hanging upon weather signs<br />

I was influenced by trifles. I had wandered into<br />

this high country temerariously, a sense of stolen<br />

pleasure added to its charm, but all the same I<br />

felt like a truant who is ever on the watch against<br />

discovery. So now, as the day wore on, when<br />

I noticed low down in the north-eastern sky a<br />

white cloud, and below it, between cloud and<br />

mountain, a strip of clear green, I recognised the<br />

warning of snow. Chat and Tatlar, and other places<br />

which I had fondly hoped to visit—Soghanli Dare,<br />

with its cliffs hewn into facades sixteen stories in<br />

height, and Melegob, whose villages are altogether<br />

underground in level country and reached by vertical<br />

shafts like coal mines— I decided to leave unvisited.<br />

We went back to Nevshehr, and thence set out for<br />

Urgub the same afternoon, to spend one other day<br />

there before returning to Injesu.<br />

On the way to Urgub, when crossing a low ridge<br />

after leaving the road and taking to a path, a distant<br />

finger-top of rock began to rise slowly over the skyline.<br />

It seemed to be pierced with openings like a<br />

great dove-cot, though Ighsan failed to recognise it<br />

as marking any place known by him. It lay to the<br />

east, somewhat off our road, in country sinking to<br />

the valley under Topuz Dagh. We went towards<br />

it, however, and after an hour and a half of crosscountry<br />

tramping were near enough to see it as a

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