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“You must play for us again sometime. I don’t know that I understand altogether. "Can you not love him?" "Love him!" echoed the widow. "Do you call this frantic glee happiness?" "It's all the happiness I have known for years," returned the widow, becoming suddenly calm, "and it's short-lived enough, as you perceive. It was not so uncommon back in the Hebrides for men to take several wives and additional lovers. . “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. . I wish very much that you had written before leaving Paris. Her mind wandered back to that fateful day.
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