Very few Europeans do it, so I'm told.

I'm on my way up, are you?
No?
Coming down and taking things easily, to judge by the way I found you occupied.' "Was the man mocking me?
Or had he, after all, no suspicions?
His voice was soft and pleasant as ever, nor could I detect a trace of irony in its tone.

But I was on my guard.
"'This Peak seems strewn with the handiwork of the heathen,' he continued.

'But really you seem to be in luck's way.

I congratulate you.