text:  For a whole day we had determined on a visit to the burial-place of William the Norman--the death-place of Joan of Arc; we had devised little tours and detours all over the mysterious land that sent forth the conquerors of England; but soon there cane "a frost a nipping frost "--are we to be boxed up in an hotel in a French town the whole time? No we must go somewhere where we can get a country-house--a place on the swelling side of some romantic hill where we can trot about all day upon ponies or ramble through fields and meadows at our own sweet will