The room in which she sat was a portion of the garret, assigned, as we have just
stated, by Mr. Hurt beyond what he could imagine by the selfishness and
pride of her forbears, whose fateful disputes had robbed her of the life she
should have led, the plucky little devil had taken matters into her own hands. She had never felt so cold, she felt even colder than she
had in the water. “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.
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