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I
pulled
hard
on
the
left
oar
and
came
in
close
,
then
straightened
out
when
we
were
close
to
the
quay
and
brought
the
boat
alongside
.
I
pulled
in
the
oars
,
took
hold
of
an
iron
ring
,
stepped
up
on
the
wet
stone
and
was
in
Switzerland
.
I
tied
the
boat
and
held
my
hand
down
to
Catherine
.
"
Come
on
up
,
Cat
.
It
’
s
a
grand
feeling
.
"
"
What
about
the
bags
?
"
"
Leave
them
in
the
boat
.
"
Catherine
stepped
up
and
we
were
in
Switzerland
together
.
"
What
a
lovely
country
,
"
she
said
.
"
Isn
’
t
it
grand
?
"
"
Let
’
s
go
and
have
breakfast
!
"
"
Isn
’
t
it
a
grand
country
?
I
love
the
way
it
feels
under
my
shoes
.
"
"
I
’
m
so
stiff
I
can
’
t
feel
it
very
well
.
But
it
feels
like
a
splendid
country
.
Darling
,
do
you
realize
we
’
re
here
and
out
of
that
bloody
place
?
"
