My mother died the day I was born; that’s what they tell me. Part 7 As they came back from that day’s climb—it was up the Mittaghorn—they had to cross a shining space of wet, steep rocks between two grass slopes that needed a little care. Her steps slowed. Only the next of kin. 1. But come, sir.
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