There’s hardly a
night she doesn’t sneak out of the house. “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 was clear that he
meant to kiss her before she exited the car. You should go
home today and get some rest. “Will you come round to the hospital?” he asked. “You delicate female!”
“Who cares,” said Ann Veronica, “seeing it’s you? Warm, soft little wonders!
Of course I want them. Oh, the
scent of the flowers that day, the delicious quiet, the swallows that dived before
us in the river.
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