” Sir John’s reply was incoherent. She had something of the feeling a Hindoo must experience who has been into surroundings or touched something that offends his caste. 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. Either she had been seen, or they were seeking the air.
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