“I’ve gotta go. ’
Chapter Nine
As she devoured the simple meal of bread and cheese, and several slices of cold
roast beef, the whole washed down with a poor sort of coffee, Melusine listened
with avid interest to the details of her mother’s life as revealed by the
exclamatory conversation of Joan Ibstock. ”
“He certainly did not follow you out,” Brendon answered. He added succinctly, ‘Windows are open. ‘And so you sneak back,’ she threw at him, ‘like the jackal that you are. It was he
who saw them first coming down the room—Annabel in a wonderful white satin
gown in front, and Sir John stiff, unbending, disapproving, bringing up the rear. Recovering himself quickly his instinct of self-defence was quicker
than his recollection of Anna’s presence. I’ve loved
her for two years, I love her now. “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. ‘Get the swords!’
‘I’ll see to him. “I think you are getting to
understand me better. “What a gloomy person you are!” she murmured. This started a thought moving. It
should be the happiest day of your life, and I would not detract from its
happiness by letting you remember for a moment that there are others to whom
your inevitable decision must bring some pain. ”
She found her muscles a-tremble.
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