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There was no railway beyond Frutigen in those days; they sent their baggage by post to Kandersteg, and walked along the mule path to the left of the stream to that queer hollow among the precipices, Blau See, where the petrifying branches of trees lie in the blue deeps of an icy lake, and pine-trees clamber among gigantic boulders. A hundred pounds to the man who takes him. She ought to have leapt back on guard. The aunt rushed over to her nephew, knelt and wrapped him in her arms. \"This is my best friend, Mark.
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