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"Well, it shows that the donkey likes it," said Tom, with a laugh, "because he doesn't kick up his heels." "And so," ran on Tom, "why, we mustn't worry, you and I, if the donkey doesn't. Just think," he made a fine diversion by pointing with his knife-blade up to the slender spire of the Matterhorn "we're going up on a little jaunt to-morrow, to look into that fellow's face."

In his normal incarnation he is no more capable of initiating an extra-legal affair at all events, above the mawkish harmlessness of a flirting match with a cigar girl in a cafe-than he is of scaling the battlements of hell. He likes to think of himself doing it, just as he likes to think of himself leading a cavalry charge or climbing the Matterhorn.

In the mountains he indulged in climbing, but this was not a favorite with him because it offered less sport in proportion to the fatigue. While he was still a young man he had gone up the Matterhorn and Mont Blanc, feats which still required endurance, although they did not involve danger.

The natives of the place also had their opinions, and expressed them to each other; especially the bronzed, stalwart sedate-looking men who hung about in knots near the centre of the village, and seemed to estimate the probability of the stout young Englishmen on horseback being likely to require their services often for these, said the driver, were the celebrated guides of Chamouni; men of bone and muscle, and endurance and courage; the leaders of those daring spirits who consider and justly so the ascent to the summit of Mont Blanc, or Monte Rosa, or the Matterhorn, a feat; the men who perform this feat it may be, two or three times a week as often as you choose to call them to it, in fact and think nothing of it; the men whose profession it is to risk their lives every summer from day to day for a few francs; who have become so inured to danger that they have grown quite familiar with it, insomuch that some of the reckless blades among them treat it now and then with contempt, and pay the penalty of such conduct with their lives.

"I'm really in an interesting chapter: Aglae has just had a marquis kill his son, and two brothers kill each other in the Bois, about her, and is on the point of discovering a man she's in love with to be her own grandfather; the complication is absolutely thrilling," murmured Beauty, whom nothing could ever "thrill" not even plunging down the Matterhorn, losing "long odds in thou'" over the Oaks, or being sunned in the eyes of the fairest woman of Europe.

On the first day we did not intend to ascend to any great height, and we mounted, accordingly, very leisurely, picked up the things which were left in the chapel at the Schwarzsee at 8:20, and proceeded thence along the ridge connecting the Hörnli with the Matterhorn.

That's the point." "Well, she was a girl." "Yes, go on." "A New York girl." "Yes." "A perfectly stunning New York girl." "Yes. Go ahead." "A perfectly stunning New York girl of a very wealthy and rather old-fashioned family." "Well, I'll be shot! You don't mean it! She is practically seated on top of the Matterhorn. Poor old Billie!" "Not at all," said Hollanden composedly.

He has come down the rock wall on the Col des Nantillons. How is one to argue with such a voyageur on this child's glacier?" Stampa whistled. "Oh knows the Matterhorn, does he? What is his name?" "Bower," said Helen, "Mr. Mark Bower." "What! Say that again, fräulein! Mark Bower? Is that your English way of putting it?"

I was really in love, and with a girl who would marry me! I was never so near a fatal thing in my life " "Well?" asked the Seraph, pausing to listen till he let the ice in his sherry-cobbler melt away. When you have been so near breaking your neck down the Matrimonial Matterhorn, it is painfully interesting to hear how your friend escaped the same risks of descent.

"Maybe, but I don't agree. However, I am glad that you have gone up two pounds.... I am sure that what you need is mountain air. The seaside is no good at all for nerves. I have a friend in Paris who suffers from nerves and has to go every year to Switzerland to climb the Matterhorn." "The Matterhorn!"