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In a sense I don’t care. ’ Roding left the house instantly, not even pausing to nod. He knew the circle of mountains about Saas Fee fairly well: he had been there twice before, and it was fine to get away from the straggling pedestrians into the high, lonely places, and sit and munch sandwiches and talk together and do things together that were just a little difficult and dangerous. They had asked her to come to the first of the two great annual Fadden Dances, the October one, and Ann Veronica had accepted with enthusiasm. His grey eyes burned under his shaggy eyebrows. I did not care—no woman really cares—to play the beggar maid to your King Cophetua. There is strength in you— misguided. She found the silence comforting, as old people often do. A world of haystacks, bean-stacks, and strawricks flanked the granges adjoining his habitation; the yard was crowded with poultry, pigeons were feeding at his feet, cattle were being driven towards the stall, horses led to the stable, a large mastiff was rattling his chain, and stalking majestically in front of his kennel, while a number of farming-men were passing and repassing about their various occupations. She has contrived to keep out of my sight up to this time, and I've no doubt she'll keep out of it altogether for the future. But for all that, it offered relief; his brain, stupefied by the fumes, grew dull, and conscience lost its edge to bite.
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