” Anna moved softly to the window, and threw up the sash. She had pushed aside her azure veil, taken off her snow-glasses, and sat smiling under her hand at the shining glories—the lit cornices, the blue shadows, the softly rounded, enormous snow masses, the deep places full of quivering luminosity—of the Taschhorn and Dom. Of what was she thinking? She must rescue herself. The hills surrounded her cave home protectively. Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate he actually deserved. "Fold it … under the pillow. ’ ‘What? But—’ ‘Precisely, Hilary. “I wonder how it is,” she exclaimed, “that my friends have so much more confidence in me than I have in myself. She put her hand in his to be squeezed.
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