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The
snow
was
all
gone
now
on
the
mountain
-
side
below
the
station
.
The
road
was
a
torrent
of
muddy
snow
-
water
.
It
was
too
wet
and
slushy
to
go
out
.
On
the
morning
of
the
third
day
of
rain
we
decided
to
go
down
into
town
.
"
That
is
all
right
,
Mr
.
Henry
,
"
Guttingen
said
.
"
You
do
not
have
to
give
me
any
notice
.
I
did
not
think
you
would
want
to
stay
now
the
bad
weather
is
come
.
"
"
We
have
to
be
near
the
hospital
anyway
on
account
of
Madame
,
"
I
said
.
"
I
understand
,
"
he
said
.
"
Will
you
come
back
some
time
and
stay
,
with
the
little
one
?
"
"
Yes
,
if
you
would
have
room
.
"
"
In
the
spring
when
it
is
nice
you
could
come
and
enjoy
it
.
We
could
put
the
little
one
and
the
nurse
in
the
big
room
that
is
closed
now
and
you
and
Madame
could
have
your
same
room
looking
out
over
the
lake
.
"
"
I
’
ll
write
about
coming
,
"
I
said
.
We
packed
and
left
on
the
train
that
went
down
after
lunch
.
Mr
.
and
Mrs
.
Guttingen
came
down
to
the
station
with
us
and
he
hauled
our
baggage
down
on
a
sled
through
the
slush
.
They
stood
beside
the
station
in
the
rain
waving
good
-
by
.
"
They
were
very
sweet
,
"
Catherine
said
.
"
They
were
fine
to
us
.
"
We
took
the
train
to
Lausanne
from
Montreux
.
Looking
out
the
window
toward
where
we
had
lived
you
could
not
see
the
mountains
for
the
clouds
.
The
train
stopped
in
Vevey
,
then
went
on
,
passing
the
lake
on
one
side
and
on
the
other
the
wet
brown
fields
and
the
bare
woods
and
the
wet
houses
.
We
came
into
Lausanne
and
went
into
a
medium
-
sized
hotel
to
stay
.
