There was no railway beyond Frutigen in those days; they sent their baggage by post to Kandersteg, and walked along the mule path to the left of the stream to that queer hollow among the precipices, Blau See, where the petrifying branches of trees lie in the blue deeps of an icy lake, and pine-trees clamber among gigantic boulders. His nose was large but also fine and angular, tapering to a point at the end like a nobleman’s. There was nothing in his manner to suggest the misery of the preceding night. You ought to know that. “I’m next, Mr.
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