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Disillusion stands in
one doorway of our house and Mockery in the other. It was difficult to get right. But be patient, I am your fast friend. Part 2
The next morning was as dark and foggy as if it was mid-November instead of
early March. Mr. “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. Don’t leave me. I hear the splash in the water—I see the white object
floating like a sea-bird on the tide—it will not sink!"
"'Sblood!" exclaimed Jonathan, in a tone of ill-disguised contempt; "it won't do
to indulge those fancies now. He returned her
to her door at a decent hour, well before 10:00. Having now fairly got out of Newgate for the second time, with a heart
throbbing with exultation, he hastened to make good his escape.
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