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An immense gulf seemed to open between father and daughter as he said these
words. A little inn flying a Swiss
flag nestles under a great rock, and there they put aside their knapsacks and
lunched and rested in the mid-day shadow of the gorge and the scent of resin. "
"I was sure you wouldn't injure me, Captain," remarked Quilt, in a wheedling
tone, while he felt about for his sword; "you're far too brave to strike a fallen
man. Happy Birthday,
then. She could not say a word,
much less move. After he had endured this torture
for an hour, at a sign from Wild another hundred weight was added. “He is one of
our guests—perhaps I should say boarders here, but he seldom returns before
dinner-time.
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