She began rubbing it with her pocket-handkerchief. At luncheon, on the third day, a thick-set man with a blue jaw smiled across his table at her. “This is Mr. After a day or so, perhaps, we will go on one or two little excursions and see how good your head is—a mild scramble or so; and then up to a hut on a pass just here, and out upon the Blumlis-alp glacier that spreads out so and so. McClintock watched her interestedly until her golden head vanished below; then, with tolerant pity, he looked down at Spurlock, who had closed his eyes.
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