“Yes, it felt good, and if we could have stopped we’d have climbed some
more. But this flare-up’s knocked everything sky-high. We couldn’t
raise a red cent on our letters of credit, and there we were, stony in
a strange land, and not even able to tell what was the matter, ’cept
when we struck someone that had the good sense to speak English.”
They were extremely nice fellows, graduates of Harvard, one studying
law in Boston, and the other medicine, and their humorous outlook and
comments on life in general did much to palliate the discomforts of the
journey.
They had gone in strongly for fruit as provisioning, and had a couple
of melons, a large supply of grapes, apples and pears and nuts, and of
course tomatoes. The little ladies’ ideas had run to sandwiches and
chocolates and a few bananas, all of which they confidently asserted
were extremely nutritious.
At Geneva they had to change trains for the journey through France.
They were all bundled out into the courtyard outside the station, and
stood there in the broiling sun till soldiers with bayonets separated
them into parties of forty and finally marshalled them to their
carriages.
These were a decided come-down,--old non-corridors, five-on-a-side, and
some without even racks for their parcels. However, it was all part of
the adventure, and our party, all sticking together, were glad to find
themselves at last securely locked in and really started on the journey
home.
It was slow business, however, and freighted with discomforts, but they
made as light of these as they possibly could, and did their best to
look upon it all as a joke.
When, in the course of the night, Lois produced a small spirit lamp
she had lavishly expended two whole francs on, and, after several
times nearly setting them all on fire, managed to produce cups of tea
all round--an operation which took time, since her kettle was of the
smallest and they had only two aluminium folding-cups--they could none
of them find words commensurate with their gratitude. Time, however,
was the one thing they did not lack, and their absorbed interest in
that precarious tea-making, and the attention they had to give to
unexpected conflagrations, and then their exultation and enjoyment over
their cups of hot tea, rejoiced her greatly and fully compensated her
for her prodigal expenditure on the spirit-lamp and kettle.
Even the new members of their party, a somewhat reserved young
Englishman and his wife, returning dolefully from a short-cut
honeymoon, thawed by degrees under the influence of hot tea at
midnight, and became quite cheerful and friendly, in spite of the fact
that no formal introductions had taken place.
They were packed pretty tight in their old-fashioned carriage, and
but for the general goodwill the discomforts would have been almost
insupportable.
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