His pale and boyish waist was nearly as slim as
her own. "Haven't I seen you somewhere before?"
"The first day you came. As
usual, Lucy traced over parts of her experiences in her
confidences with Shari, skipping lightly over her own
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story as a pebble would over a lake. CHAPTER XXIX. “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 a gorgeous May
evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of
hyacinth and lilac.
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