At any rate, here I am, and here I shall be, twenty thousand feet above all your poison-reeking cities, up where God’s wind comes fresh from heaven, very near indeed to the untrodden snows. ” Ennison shrugged his shoulders. "How long shall I be here?" he asked. You’ve got me. Sheppard, that I fear any further anxiety might prove fatal to him.
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