A little inn flying a Swiss flag nestles under a great rock, and there they put aside their knapsacks and lunched and rested in the mid-day shadow of the gorge and the scent of resin. “Oh, that. It was a haunted place. He walked with bent head. ‘Well, that depends. ’ ‘But you must,’ Gerald said, quite as if he meant it. Too much blood has been shed already. “Yes, I know. I married—I married a woman whom I still think one of the most beautiful persons in the world. They crossed the street, and entering the front door passed up the outside stone steps of the flat. The latter walked carelessly towards the hatch, and leaning his back against the place whence the spike had been removed, so as completely to hide it, continued smoking his pipe as coolly as if nothing had happened.
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