Wood, joining the group, "it isn't Thames Darrell come
to life again?"
"It is—it is!" cried Winifred, rushing towards him, and flinging her arms round
his neck,—"it is my dear—dear brother!"
"Well, this is what I never expected to see," said the carpenter, wiping his eyes;
"I hope I'm not dreaming! Thames, my dear boy, as soon as Winny has done with
you, let me embrace you. Each manuscript was like the other: the same lovely treatment
of an unlovely subject. He measured out the portion of
another peg, the bottle wavering in his hand. "
"You mustn't talk. E. "I thought as much," continued Jonathan. Her state of mind would have seemed altogether discreditable to her
grandmother. He,
however, made no remark at the time, but instantly prepared to set out. “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. Come back—you must come back. . He ignored her protests in order to pursue some impressive line of his own. ‘I disgust you, eh? Very well, then. “I wrote it for you. I'll
proclaim his misdoings to the world; and, then, we shall see where he'll stand.
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