“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. ‘One thing at a time, missie. But in the train going home her aunt reasoned it out. He may not be able to eat tin-cans, but he
tries to. The
young officer sat in front, his hat perfectly straight. “You see,” said Ann Veronica, with the air of one who shares a difficulty,
“I’ve promised to go. “Some afternoon.
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