At Boulogne they took train to Basle; next morning they breakfasted together in the buffet of that station, and thence they caught the Interlaken express, and so went by way of Spies to Frutigen. Each was draped in transparent silk, dancing, beckoning to me, teasing me. "I beg your pardon!… A bit rocky this morning…. I must tell you all about God’s land, this marvellous virgin country, with its silent forests and dazzling peaks. ’ Exasperated, Gerald glared at her.
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