"
"How?" exclaimed the other. “I’m five years older
than you, and no end wiser, being a man. Beneath the serene unconcern of Ann Veronica’s face was a boiling tumult. And such skirts as Ann Veronica had had
when she entered the valley of Saas were safely packed away in the hotel, and
she wore a leather belt and loose knickerbockers and puttees—a costume that
suited the fine, long lines of her limbs far better than any feminine walking-dress
could do. Spurling, (for she it
was,) either by her attractions of purse or person, had succeeded in moving the
stony heart of Mr. He was always anticipating, stepping into
the future, torturing himself with non-existent troubles. And Charcam, fearful of another charge
in his master's present uncertain mood, disappeared. You don’t wear a dinner coat with
a flower in your button-hole, or last night’s shirt, or very glossy boots, nor do
you haunt the drawing-room in the evening, or play at being musical. Here, indeed, was a type with which he had never until now come
into contact—a natural woman. He knew the circle of mountains about Saas Fee fairly well: he had been there
twice before, and it was fine to get away from the straggling pedestrians into the
high, lonely places, and sit and munch sandwiches and talk together and do
things together that were just a little difficult and dangerous. Hopefully.
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