“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. There was once a philanthropist who dressed with shameful shabbiness and
carried pearls in his pocket. ’
The lady looked unexpectedly smug. It
was a face that matched her body, so pure and beautiful
that any man would have killed for her. I don't believe he is much past forty. ”
“How the hell did you learn to play like that?”
“Lots of practice, John. From this perturbed state he was roused by thoughts
of his mother, and fancying he heard her gentle voice urging him on to fresh
exertion, he started up. ”
“But why?”
“He’s married—and, I believe, living separated from his wife. She had refused to eat human beings when she had
first learned her fate. Was he your natural father? Did you
know him?”
“No, I didn’t. His only warning was a gleam of silver in
the faint spill of light from the house above. “I’m really very sorry. She had
discussed the general question of supplies with the helpful landlady. An extra pair of gym clothes materialized within
fractions of a second.
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