Here they went into the restaurant, and as Michel Voss was known to the man who kept it, he ordered a bottle of wine.

'What a terrible place to live in all the winter!' he said, as he looked down through the window right into the deep valley below.

From the spot on which the house is built you can see all the broken wooded ground of the steep descent, and then the broad plain that stretches away to the valley of the Rhine.
'There is nothing but snow here after Christmas,' continued Michel, 'and perhaps not a Christian over the road for days together.

I shouldn't like it, I know.

It may be all very well just now.' But Adrian Urmand was altogether inattentive either to the scenery now before him, or to the prospect of the mountain innkeeper's winter life.