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Chapter 40

           Thesnowwasallgonenowonthemountain-sidebelowthestation.Theroadwasatorrentofmuddysnow-water.Itwastoowetandslushytogoout.Onthemorningofthethirddayofrainwedecidedtogodownintotown.

           "Thatisallright,Mr.Henry,"Guttingensaid."Youdonothavetogivemeanynotice.Ididnotthinkyouwouldwanttostaynowthebadweatheriscome."

           "WehavetobenearthehospitalanywayonaccountofMadame,"Isaid.

           "Iunderstand,"hesaid."Willyoucomebacksometimeandstay,withthelittleone?"

           "Yes,ifyouwouldhaveroom."

           "Inthespringwhenitisniceyoucouldcomeandenjoyit.WecouldputthelittleoneandthenurseinthebigroomthatisclosednowandyouandMadamecouldhaveyoursameroomlookingoutoverthelake."

           "I’llwriteaboutcoming,"Isaid.Wepackedandleftonthetrainthatwentdownafterlunch.Mr.andMrs.Guttingencamedowntothestationwithusandhehauledourbaggagedownonasledthroughtheslush.Theystoodbesidethestationintherainwavinggood-by.

           "Theywereverysweet,"Catherinesaid.

           "Theywerefinetous."

           WetookthetraintoLausannefromMontreux.Lookingoutthewindowtowardwherewehadlivedyoucouldnotseethemountainsfortheclouds.ThetrainstoppedinVevey,thenwenton,passingthelakeononesideandontheotherthewetbrownfieldsandthebarewoodsandthewethouses.WecameintoLausanneandwentintoamedium-sizedhoteltostay.

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