He held down the light, and a moment afterwards beckoned, with a blanched cheek, to Rowland. A little inn flying a Swiss flag nestles under a great rock, and there they put aside their knapsacks and lunched and rested in the mid-day shadow of the gorge and the scent of resin. Below was an uninspiring street, a thoroughfare of boarding-houses and apartments.
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