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Go to it;
and the best of luck!"
He went out. "I've been always true to you. I know my
son's voice too well. The others hurried to the window. “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. ‘Laisse-moi,’ she panted, shifting wildly in his hold, so that he had all to do to
keep her thus imprisoned. Unless we can get some optimism into him, he'll probably start this all
over again when he gets on his feet. “Just forget it, Lucy! Keep your secrets to yourself!”
He stomped out, slamming the heavily paneled oak door.
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