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Samuel Brohl & Company

CHAPTER I
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At the entrance of the defile, leaving his luggage to continue without him to Saint Moritz, he had alighted, and with his haversack on his back had set forward on foot for Bergun, where he proposed passing the night, as did also M.Moriaz.Of the conversation between Antoinette and her father he had caught only one word.

This word, however, sped like an arrow into his ear, and from his ear into the innermost recesses of his brain, where it long quivered.

It was a treasure, this word; and he did not cease to meditate upon it, to comment on it, to extract from it all its essence, until he had reached the first houses of Bergun, like a mendicant who has picked up in a dusty road a well-filled purse, and who opens it, closes it, opens it again, counts his prize piece by piece, and adds up its value twenty times over.

Our tourist dined at the _table d'hote_; he was so preoccupied that he ate the trout caught in the Albula without suspecting that they possessed a marvellous freshness, an exquisite flavour and delicacy, and yet it is notorious that the trout of the Albula are the first trout of the universe.
Mlle.

Moiseney, the duties of whose office consisted in serving as chaperon to Mlle.


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