text:  But it is difficult to imagine so dashing a traveller boxed up in a civilized conveyance rolling quietly along a macadamized road with a diversity of milestones and an occasional turnpike gate the only incidents by the way--no wild Maronite glimpsing at him over the hedge; no black-eyed houri peeping over the balustrades of the caravanserai (called by vulgar men the Bricklayers' Arms)--no Saices to help John Hostler to change horses; but dulness uniformity and most tiresome and unromantic safety