At the end of an hour we saw a far-away town sleeping in a valley by a winding river; and beyond it on a hill, a vast gray fortress, with towers and turrets, the first I had ever seen out of a picture. ``Bridgeport?'' said I, pointing. ``Camelot,'' said he.
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Just imagine what sort of building it must have been like, to look equally like modern day Bridgeport as well as Camelot....
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