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It was one evening, in a lonely rest-hut on the edge of a huge forest, as I was waiting for my boy to bring the meal for which I was feverishly impatient, and which I knew I should loathe as soon as it was brought, that the explanation of the word 'Metskie' flashed on me.
There was something in the curious serenity of him which calmed even his aide-de-camp. The Rat lay still and looked and looked and thought. And what he thought of was the desire of his heart. The soundlessness enwrapped him and there was no world left. That there was a spark of light in the mountain-climbers' rest-hut was a thing forgotten.
There was only one way and that lay over the white shoulder of Thusis a cul-de-sac, according to all guide-books, and terminating in a rest-hut near a cave glistening with icy stalagmites called Thusis's Hair. Beyond this there was nothing no path, no progress possible only a depthless gulf unabridged and the world of mountains beyond.
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