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Updated: June 9, 2025
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.
And this sinister, hidden thing which must deter Switzerland from declaring war against the Boche was a part of the Great Secret: and a man and a woman in the Secret Service of the United States, lying hidden among the forests below the white shoulder of Mount Thusis, were beginning to guess more about that secret than either of them had dared to imagine.
"At the west end of this cable is a hut; in the hut is the machinery a drum which can be manipulated so that the cable can be loosened and permitted to sag. "The reason for dropping the cable is analogous to the reason for using drawbridges over navigable streams; there is only one landing-place for airplanes in this entire region and that is the level, grassy plateau northeast of Thusis Woods.
He was strapping the pigeon-cage to his pack as he spoke. Now he hoisted and adjusted it, and stood looking across at the mountains for a moment. Miss Erith's gaze followed him. Thusis wore a delicate camouflage of mist. And there were other bad signs to corroborate her virgin warning: distant mountains had turned dark blue and seemed pasted in silhouettes against the silvery blue sky.
There was no way; yet, the time before, McKay had passed over the white shoulder of Thusis and had penetrated the forbidden land had slid into it sideways, somewhere from Thusis's shoulder, on a fragment of tiny avalanche. So there was a way!
Her glance stole involuntarily toward the white butterflies. One had disappeared. The two others, drunk with their courtship, clung to a scented blossom. Gravely Miss Erith lifted her young eyes to the eternal peaks to Thusis, icy, immaculate, chastely veiled before the stealthy advent of the night. Oddly, yet without fear, death seemed to her very near.
The path is as follows: From Delle over the Swiss wire to the Crucifix on Mount Terrible; from there east-by-north along the chestnut woods to the shoulder of Mount Thusis. From thence, north over hog-backs 1, 2, and 3 to the Forest of Thusis where we are now trapped. "Northeast of the forest lies a level, treeless table-land half a mile in diameter called The Garden of Thusis.
But the Fohn did not materialise; in the walnut and chestnut forest around them not a leaf stirred; and gradually the mountains cleared, became inartistically distinct, and turned a beautiful but disturbing dark-blue colour. And Thusis wore her vestal veil in the full sun of noon. "You know, Yellow-hair," he said, "all these signs are as plain as printed notices. There's bad weather coming.
At night the Swiss camp-fires glimmered on the rocks of Mount Terrible while, fireless, McKay and Miss Erith lay in their blankets under heaps of dead leaves on the knees of Thusis, cold as the moon that silvered their forest beds.
"To reach the Forbidden Forest the aviators, leaving their machine in the Garden of Thusis, walked southwest into the woods where we now are. These woods end in a vast gulf to the north which separates them from the Forbidden Forest of Les Errues. "That is the way they went; a tiny car holding two is swung under this cable and the passengers pull themselves to and fro across the enormous chasm.
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