She had pushed aside her azure veil, taken off her snow-glasses, and sat smiling under her hand at the shining glories—the lit cornices, the blue shadows, the softly rounded, enormous snow masses, the deep places full of quivering luminosity—of the Taschhorn and Dom. She washed her face twice after making smudgy eyeshadow and lipstick errors. Her husband quickly joined the fray, making her giggle and laugh. ‘And now, monsieur le major—’ ‘I will see you to the door,’ Gerald said, looking with interest at the building that his observant groom had told him housed a small collection of nuns. White would not approve of callers. He carried her in his arms up the steps, like a bride on her honeymoon. ’ Charvill eyed the girl with resentment. They laughed and talked and stared about them. I’ve tried to use my authority. You'll find me at supper. Pure romantic nonsense on her part. ’ Her face fell.
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