It was not until the morning of the fifth day that the constant vigil was broken. It may be treacherous, it may lay up a store of future woe; but it insures present happiness, and that is sufficient. It towered up high above the level of the pass, thousands of feet, still, shining, and white, and below, thousands of feet below, was a floor of little woolly clouds. It’s got to be at last like tobacco-ash over all my sayings and doings. All the world before you, all the ologies. And for me there is only one treasure-house. She speedily reached her own abode,—a little cottage, standing in the outskirts of the village. He came in with his hands in his trousers pockets and a general air of depression in his bearing. I can talk with them. I couldn't accept anything from you.
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