There was no railway beyond Frutigen in those days; they sent their baggage by post to Kandersteg, and walked along the mule path to the left of the stream to that queer hollow among the precipices, Blau See, where the petrifying branches of trees lie in the blue deeps of an icy lake, and pine-trees clamber among gigantic boulders. "You're wanted. Lucy and Mike watched the exchange of high school Spanish with feigned interest. “I found not one but two photos when I researched the death of the McCloskeys. The weather's been foul enough for the last fortnight, but I've never turned my back upon it.
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