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" "Very true," chuckled Jackson; "very true. She waited for him to leave the room, and turned back to Gerald. . It was as much accident as anything, but she had killed him. And she—’ ‘She!’ interrupted the young lady crossly. Several people in the crowd seemed to be fighting. That's one of the troubles with young folks: they take themselves so seriously. “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. ” Brendon laughed softly. Jack appealed to the new auditors, and again detailed his story, but with no better success than heretofore.
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