Scotiana

‘Books!’ said Tuppence.
 She produced the word rather with the effect of a bad-tempered explosion.
 ‘What did you say?’ said Tommy.  
Tuppence looked across the room at him.
‘I said “books”,’ she said.
 ‘I see what you mean,’ said Thomas Beresford.
In front of Tuppence were three large packing cases. From each of them various books had been extracted. [...]

The east of new Edinburgh is guarded by a craggy hill, of no great elevation which the town embraces (…)You mount by stairs in a cutting of the rock to find yourself in a field of monuments. (Robert Louis  Stevenson – Edinburgh Picturesque Notes – 1878 )
I’m coming Janice ! Didn’t you say Calton Hill [...]