It towered up high above the level of the pass, thousands of feet, still, shining, and white, and below, thousands of feet below, was a floor of little woolly clouds. “And you?” “Same thing. 277 “I was beginning to think that I would never see you again, Lucy. With all your cunning, we're more than a match for you. But it is my fault.
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