Part 7 As they came back from that day’s climb—it was up the Mittaghorn—they had to cross a shining space of wet, steep rocks between two grass slopes that needed a little care. ’ *** It must have been fate, Gerald decided, near an hour later, staring intently at the closed French windows on the raised alcove that led out to the terrace. ’ ‘Of course she could not have known to whom they belonged. “What were you doing?” Her voice was a little hysterical. That wasn’t even the worst thing. She understood.
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