“That’s all. Women are hypocrites to the last—true only to themselves. This fall saved him, for the horsemen passed over him. Her clock had stopped—stopped at the very hour on which she had quitted the Mint! She had not the heart to wind it up again. She had pushed aside her azure veil, taken off her snow-glasses, and sat smiling under her hand at the shining glories—the lit cornices, the blue shadows, the softly rounded, enormous snow masses, the deep places full of quivering luminosity—of the Taschhorn and Dom.
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