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We went along the promenade taken by all the townsfolk and by every stranger who came to visit the town: we walked under the grand, magnificent avenue of Spanish chestnut trees, all laden with flowers, as full as they could hold, right down to a tremendous wolf-leap, hollowed out of the ground, called the "Haha": no doubt the word was derived from the exclamation it produces from walkers ignorant of its position when they suddenly come upon it.
I felt the moment had come to regain something of my lost dignity.