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I ain't any more afraid of French than a tramp's afraid of pie; I can rattle off my little J'AI, TU AS, IL A, and the rest of it, just as easy as a-b-c. I get along pretty well in Paris, or anywhere where they speak French. What hotel are you stopping at?" "The Schweitzerhof." "No! is that so? I never see you in the big reception-room.
She had reserved rooms at the Schweitzerhof, and the windows of her sitting-room looked straight up the valley to the snow-covered crest of the Jungfrau. She remembered these rooms; as a young girl she had occupied them with her father and mother. By some hook or crook, Booth arranged by wire for her to have them again, not an easy matter at that season of the year.
The seven-thirty table d'hôte at the great Schweitzerhof furnished a mighty array and variety of nationalities, but it offered a better opportunity to observe costumes than people, for the multitude sat at immensely long tables, and therefore the faces were mainly seen in perspective; but the breakfasts were served at small round tables, and then if one had the fortune to get a table in the midst of the assemblage he could have as many faces to study as he could desire.
What hotel are you stopping at here?" "Hotel Pension-Beaurivage." "Sho, you ought to stop at the Schweitzerhof. Didn't you know the Schweitzerhof was the best hotel in Switzerland? look at your Baedeker." "Yes, I know but I had an idea there warn't any Americans there." "No Americans! Why, bless your soul, it's just alive with them! I'm in the great reception-room most all the time.
I know considerable French I get along pretty well in Paris, or anywhere where they speak French. What hotel are you stopping at?" "Schweitzerhof." "No! is that so? I never see you in the reception-room. I go to the reception-room a good deal of the time, because there's so many Americans there. I make lots of acquaintances.
What hotel are you stopping at here?" "Hotel Pension-Beaurivage." "Sho, you ought to stop at the Schweitzerhof. Didn't you know the Schweitzerhof was the best hotel in Switzerland? look at your Baedeker." "Yes, I know but I had an idea there warn't any Americans there." "No Americans! Why, bless your soul, it's just alive with them! I'm in the great reception-room most all the time.
But I always ask everybody what ship they came over in, and so sometimes I forget and ask again. You going to Geneva?" "Yes." "What hotel you going to stop at?" "We expect to stop in a pension." "I don't hardly believe you'll like that; there's very few Americans in the pensions. What hotel are you stopping at here?" "The Schweitzerhof." "Oh, yes. I asked you that before, too.
The inhabitants all think that Pilatus regulates the weather, and they would certainly give their Lion the preference over the Venus of Milo." They were all sitting on the terrace in front of the Schweitzerhof; Lady Garnett and Mary, Mrs. Sylvester and Eve. Lady Garnett and her companion were but newly arrived, and, as birds of passage, preferred the hotel to a pension.
But I always ask everybody what ship they came over in, and so sometimes I forget and ask again. You going to Geneva?" "Yes." "What hotel you going to stop at?" "We expect to stop in a pension." "I don't hardly believe you'll like that; there's very few Americans in the pensions. What hotel are you stopping at here?" "The Schweitzerhof." "Oh, yes. I asked you that before, too.
We had gone to Lucerne; it was clear moonlight, and we smoked on our little balcony at the Schweitzerhof, puffing our small clouds in the enormous face of the strangest panorama of the world, that august disturbation of the earth by gods in battle, left to be a land of tragic fables since before Pilate was there, and remaining the same after William Tell was not.
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