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But soon, under a new sheet, every imprint would be effaced. Fix became discouraged. He felt a sort of insurmountable longing to abandon the game altogether. He could now leave Fort Kearney station, and pursue his journey homeward in peace. Towards two o'clock in the afternoon, while it was snowing hard, long whistles were heard approaching from the east.
All took their time over the repast, and as a consequence the meal was not finished until some time after two. Then they took it easy, while Jed Sanborn told them a story about a bear hunt, and how he had once gone fishing on the St. Lawrence and got caught in the rapids. "It's snowing again!" called out Shep, who chanced to go out, to bring in some more firewood.
The half- muttered ejaculation spoke volumes of regret. His host smiled complacently. It was settled, so far as he was concerned. Mr. Flanders was to be depended upon. "Still snowing when you came in?" he asked, quite irrelevantly but with interest. "Yes, sir hard." "Good! We'll have bob-sledding on the terrace for the kiddies to- morrow.
This stove won't draw properly, and I don't feel inclined to sit shivering here." Then Sproatly was seized by what proved to be a singularly unfortunate inspiration. "It's really not snowing much, and we'll go down to the depôt and watch the Atlantic express come in," he suggested. "It's one of the things everybody does." This was, as a matter of fact, correct.
The blood seems to be freezing in my veins, my beard is a block of ice, icicles are forming on my eyelids. If this goes on a gleam of light! Thank Heaven, the mist is lifting, just enough to enable me to see Gondocori and the guide. They are quite white. It is snowing, yet so softly as not to be felt, and as the fog melts the flakes fall faster. "Let us go on," says Gondocori.
Only a few vapors, as thin as moonlight, fleeted rapidly across the stars. It was bitter cold; and by a common optical effect, things seemed almost more definite than in the broadest daylight. The sleeping city was absolutely still; a company of white hoods, a field full of little Alps, below the twinkling stars. Villon cursed his fortune. Would it were still snowing!
The guide was sent for and questioned, but he knew nothing. The gentleman in green had merely stopped to ask him the time. Tomarite mo Tsubasa wa ugoku Kocho kana! Little butterfly! Even when it settles Its wings are moving. Next morning it was snowing and bitterly cold. Snow in Japan, snow in April, snow upon the cherry trees, what hospitality was this?
APRIL 13TH. It is now noon and snowing, although supposed to be spring. I am writing this Log in the tent, where we have built a fire. Mademoiselle is sitting in the Adams's limousine, wrapped in rugs. She is very sulky. There are but nine of us, as I telephoned the Quartermaster early this morning and summoned her to come over and discuss important business. Her Unaform had come and so had mine.
It was snowing to purpose, the country all white, and ourselves walking snowdrifts, when the first glimmer of the morning showed us an inn upon the highwayside.
Bellot called out to his companions to drop the cord, and we were dragged to a great distance from the coast. The wind blew from the south-east, and it was snowing; but we were not in much danger, and the lieutenant might have come back as we did."
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