’
‘But, Marthe, you do not imagine that I would have taken the veil like you,
even if you have not told me. “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. ”
“It takes a great deal of bad weather to depress the true Parisian,” Anna
admitted. The idea of this sudden reluctance was
elusive; the fact was evident but not the reason for it. “I am going to fetch some things that will be wanted
if he pulls through the next hour. "
"Thank God for that!" ejaculated Mrs. ’
‘Comment?’ she demanded with some heat.
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