“What’s that young lady’s name—girl in dark brown, stranger here?” Mr. "As I said before,
I have little reliance upon professions of gratitude. “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. Her normally shiny hair was
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stringy and flat. I’m in a mess—a
nasty mess! a filthy mess! Oh, no end of a mess!
“Do you hear, Ann Veronica?—you’re in a nasty, filthy, unforgivable mess!
“Haven’t I just made a silly mess of things?
“Forty pounds! I haven’t got twenty!”
She got up, stamped with her foot, and then, suddenly remembering the lodger
below, sat down and wrenched off her boots. "I'd lay down
my life for yours. Was that it? Had she
clothed this unhappy young man with glamour? Or was it because he was so
alone? She could not get through the husks to the kernel of what really actuated
her. ’
‘Ha! You’re Catholic, too, damn his eyes,’ growled the general. To-night she had a
curious feeling that she stood upon the threshold of some change. His invalid wife and her
money had been only the thin thread that held his life together; beaded on that
permanent relation had been an inter-weaving series of other feminine
experiences, disturbing, absorbing, interesting, memorable affairs. ” She had recognized the doorman as Sicilian
immediately.
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