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. Perhaps I am still mad. She heard him come in; the light burned on. Drummond patted him on the shoulder. The wedding procession passed on, and the cynical rabble poured in behind.
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