“Why waste yourself, John?”
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THE CONCERT
Martin Chen showed up early for the pre-concert
warm-up at 5:00. “I am too much in earnest,” he answered, “to be able to take this matter lightly. “Can Lucy and I go out for a walk?” Michelle
interrupted the violin conversation petulantly. "
"Ja—ja," returned the Hollander. “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. They are the only happy
women in the Orient. This "fatal retreat for the unfortunate brave" was
marked by a low wooden railing, within which stood the triple tree. Annabel lounged in her chair with a sort of insolent abandon in her pose,
and wide-open eyes which never flinched or drooped. The waterman sheltered his
mouth with his hand while he spoke, or his voice would have been carried away
by the violence of the blast.
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