As soon as dinner was over she went into the
kitchen and devoted herself to compiling a tray—not a tray merely of halfcooled dinner things, but a specially prepared “nice” tray, suitable for tempting
any one. They were headed by an athleticlooking, swarthy-featured man, who was armed with a cutlass, which he waved
over his head to cheer on his companions. About this time,—namely, in November, 1703—
while young Trenchard was in Lancashire, and his sister in London, on a visit, he
received a certain communication from his confidential servant, Davies, which,
at once, destroyed his hopes. I’ve had it,
Sheila. “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. . I forget. Lucy stood
relieved that she had not messed up the solo. ’
‘Aha, you have found something out. That dress she has on—my mother might have worn it. ‘For my part, I am in no hurry to end this exciting little
adventure. She was at the end of girlhood and on the eve of a
woman’s crowning experience.
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