—"Oh! about that boy, Thames Darrell. "Well, it's a good story. ”
“Oh my goodness. “One day,” he resumed, “we will start off early and come down into
Kandersteg and up these zigzags and here and here, and so past this Daubensee
to a tiny inn—it won’t be busy yet, though; we may get it all to ourselves—on
the brim of the steepest zigzag you can imagine, thousands of feet of zigzag; and
you will sit and eat lunch with me and look out across the Rhone Valley and over
blue distances beyond blue distances to the Matterhorn and Monte Rosa and a
long regiment of sunny, snowy mountains. When a mere child she fixed her
affections upon a youth named Thames Darrell, whom her father brought up, and
who perished, it is supposed, about nine years ago; and she has determined to
remain faithful to his memory.
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