Women never throw themselves into each other's arms; they calculate the
distance and the damage perfectly. I could never have talked to you
like this, forgetting everything that parts us, forgetting even your age, if I did not
love you utterly. ’
Chapter Six
Creeping along the dark narrow passage, with lantern held well ahead to keep
her step steady on the uneven stones—and to warn her of the advent of rats—
Melusine kept her long petticoats fastidiously clear of the dirt with an efficient
hand, a habit she had learned in the convent. And when we see them we shall at
once want to go to them—that’s the way with beautiful things—and down we
shall go, like flies down a wall, to Leukerbad, and so to Leuk Station, here, and
then by train up the Rhone Valley and this little side valley to Stalden; and there,
in the cool of the afternoon, we shall start off up a gorge, torrents and cliffs
below us and above us, to sleep in a half-way inn, and go on next day to Saas
Fee, Saas of the Magic, Saas of the Pagan People. She controlled herself, and answered meekly, “No. . ‘What is it that you told him?’
‘Nothing, miss, I swear. "What did you do?" he asked, in a broken voice. “Idiotic, isn’t it?”
“Absolutely,” she agreed coldly. ‘Comment? What do you
wish?’
‘What the devil do you think you’re up to now, I’d like to know?’
Her eyes flashed.
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