Blue haze had settled beyond the black silhouettes of trees, graduating to the deep violet that began the night sky. The slack cloth of her habit caught on a curlicue in the carved back of the pew in front, pulling her suddenly about. He closed the door. There was nothing to replace the all important letter from her father. Habits and tastes are no longer the same. At Boulogne they took train to Basle; next morning they breakfasted together in the buffet of that station, and thence they caught the Interlaken express, and so went by way of Spies to Frutigen. "She has no secrets from me. 59 He was not present during the night the next morning, or the next, or the next. There was nothing on her face to hint of the misery that brimmed her heart this morning. The elements were wrathful as their passions. All of which proves that the doctor also had his moments of distraction, with this difference: he was not distracted from his subject matter.
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