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Travelling with a large family was a different proposition from the independence which he had enjoyed on his previous visits to Europe, when he was either alone or accompanied only by his wife and niece, and he pathetically remarks to his brother Sidney, in a letter of September 3, written from Interlaken: "It was a great mistake I committed in bringing my family.
Or up this or that mountain? asked another English officer. "No, I have not." And it turned out that he had n't been anywhere, and did n't seem likely to do anything but show himself at the frequented valley places. And yet I never saw one whose gallant bearing I so much admired. We saw him afterward at Interlaken, enduring all the hardships of that fashionable place.
Save your confessions for the magistrate. Tell him the truth, Mr. Schmidt. I am content to wait." He stared for an instant, perplexed. "See here, Miss Guile, Bedelia, I've just got to tell you something that " "You may tell me at Interlaken," she interrupted, and she was now quite visibly agitated. "At Interlaken? Then you mean to carry out your plan to spend " "Sh! Here they come.
He saw the streaming Swiss and Danish flags the white cross on the red cloth and Interlaken lay before him. It was certainly a magnificent town; like no other, it seemed to Rudy. A Swiss town in its Sunday dress, was not like other trading-places, a mass of black stone houses, heavy, uninviting and stiff.
Neither can I." "They never seem to be serious about anything, you know," and Charlie sighed deeply, and for three minutes there was silence. "Do you know Scotland at all?" asked Charlie at last. "Only a little." "There last year?" "No, I was in Switzerland." "Oh." "Do you know Interlaken?" "No." "Oh." "May I have a cigarette?" "Of course, if you like."
"I have written to my friend, the Pastor, and asked him if the boy was very much attached to his mother, and if so, to send for her right away. Perhaps to see her again would make an impression on him." The two women looked forward in great suspense to Elsbeth's arrival. In the first week of September the last guests left the hotel in Interlaken where Elsbeth had spent the summer.
The whole proceeding was incomprehensible. To begin with, she certainly made no effort to conceal the fact that she was trying to avoid him from the instant the tender drew alongside to take off the passengers. As a matter of fact, she seemed to be making a point of it. And yet, the evening before, she had appeared rather enchanted with the prospect of seeing him at Interlaken.
At Boulogne they took train to Basle; next morning they breakfasted together in the buffet of that station, and thence they caught the Interlaken express, and so went by way of Spies to Frutigen.
So he rushed to Switzerland, with a tour planned out, and with just enough money to see him through, and to buy presents at Interlaken: bits of the edelweiss pottery: I could see him going home with them. So he arrived, and with amazing, pathetic courage set forth on foot in a strange land, to face strange landlords, with no language but English at his command, and his purse definitely limited.
While, ever as with beckoning fingers, the great peaks, snow-capped or rock-summitted, call one across the verdant meadows into the higher valleys of Kienthal, Lauterbrunnen, Grindelwaid, and Kandersteg, to the terraced heights above or up amid the great wild passes. Interlaken is, above all, a garden of green.
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