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He knocked at the door. . 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. ’ ‘Fancy my old pa thinking you was a French spy. You haven’t an idea what the sort of employment you could get there would be like, the sort of people you would be mixed up with. Only in man is the male made the most important.
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