“I had thought to go on to Kandersteg,” said Capes, “but this is a pleasant place. ” “Why?” she asked. He became really companionable, discussed the new story he had in mind, and asked some questions about colour. ‘You must think me a fool, mademoiselle. What was his transport on perceiving that a few yards above him a light was burning. I dare say it will be chattered about for weeks. A young lad—Roding took him for a footman, or a groom by the neat black garb—was halted some paces away from Valade, his hat in his hand as he made pretence of fanning himself.
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