27/28 "It shall be the Aiguille d'Argentiere." Michel went upon his way out of Chamonix and across the fields. They would be sure to speak, those two, to-morrow at the Pavillon de Lognan. To ascend one's first mountain--yes, that was enviable and good. But one should have a companion with whom one can live over again the raptures of that day, in the after time. Well--perhaps--perhaps! Michel pushed open the door of his cottage, and lit his lamp, without after all bethinking him that the room was dark and empty. |