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Chapter 37

           Idon’tthinktheylettheItalianscrossthefrontier."

           Itwasanice-lookinglittletown.Thereweremanyfishingboatsalongthequayandnetswerespreadonracks.TherewasafineNovemberrainfallingbutitlookedcheerfulandcleanevenwiththerain.

           "Shouldwelandthenandhavebreakfast?"

           "Allright."

           Ipulledhardontheleftoarandcameinclose,thenstraightenedoutwhenwewereclosetothequayandbroughttheboatalongside.Ipulledintheoars,tookholdofanironring,steppeduponthewetstoneandwasinSwitzerland.ItiedtheboatandheldmyhanddowntoCatherine.

           "Comeonup,Cat.It’sagrandfeeling."

           "Whataboutthebags?"

           "Leavethemintheboat."

           CatherinesteppedupandwewereinSwitzerlandtogether.

           "Whatalovelycountry,"shesaid.

           "Isn’titgrand?"

           "Let’sgoandhavebreakfast!"

           "Isn’titagrandcountry?Ilovethewayitfeelsundermyshoes."

           "I’msostiffIcan’tfeelitverywell.Butitfeelslikeasplendidcountry.Darling,doyourealizewe’rehereandoutofthatbloodyplace?"

           "Ido.Ireallydo.I’veneverrealizedanythingbefore."

           "Lookatthehouses.Isn’tthisafinesquare?There’saplacewecangetbreakfast."

           "Isn’ttherainfine?TheyneverhadrainlikethisinItaly.It’scheerfulrain."

           "Andwe’rehere,darling!Doyourealizewe’rehere?"

           Wewentinsidethecaféandsatdownatacleanwoodentable.Wewerecockeyedexcited.Asplendidclean-lookingwomanwithanaproncameandaskeduswhatwewanted.

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