The Princess Passes

rch of

ut it still delays,

hew A

saw the dawn, I

long-s

Bysshe

or whether he had, unprompted, seen the error of his ways, I cannot tell, but the fact remains

re in Switzerland, there ought to be no trouble about finding a good pack-mule. Somehow one thinks of Switzerland and mules together, just

probably so many that one didn't

All that Lord Lane will have to say is, 'Let there be mules,' and there will be mules-strings of them. He will only have to pick and choose. The thing will be to get a good one, and a nice, ha

s Herr Widmer, who has an hotel high above Lucerne, on the Sonnenberg. He has another in Mentone, and I've heard him tell

more than sixty seconds to make the most momentous decisions, less important

the blue lake a-glitter with silver sequins dropped from the gowns of those sparkling White Ladies, the mountains; the shops gay and bright in the sunshine, on one side the way, shadows

ng round and below us, I saw that there was something on Molly's mind for she was distraite. Suddenly she said, "Bef

Jack, "that is largely wh

en," said Molly. "Lord Lane, promise m

ptured that so exquisite a creature should interest herself in his fate. "It doesn't much matter to me where I go

mmodating, I not only advise but order you to go

ortal ask, 'Why A

eneficent, and a great many ot

seen it, thoug

carry out at present, it would be nice if Lord Lane would go, and tell us al

I to do after I've made my pilgrimage to her country-about which, by the way, I know practically nothing except th

ed mystic, sibylline, and I could almost fancy that before her dreamy eyes arose a vision of my future as if floating in a magic crystal. For an instant I was incl

vague dream of presently standing on the balcony, while various muleteers and their well-groomed animals

es to be had in L

untry near

rest place where you could get one w

afterwards, to reach the parts I wish to reach, through the hot Rhone Valley, where I should be eaten up by gnats and other disagr

t is far more beautiful than anyone who has seen it only from the railway can

up with a donkey to carry my luggage," said I, with visions of discarding half my Instantaneous Breakfasts,

ind an ane," replied the lan

the sake of a mere, wretched animal, which I had always looked upon with indifference as the least of beasts! It was too much. My features hardened.

been called out. If there is one thing which causes unbearable anguish to a true American girl it is to find herself wanting

in Italy where Lord Lane co

Airolo," said our landlord. "At one time they had them there

here and see

Gothard, and automobiles aren't allow

as Airolo was concerned, but not

if you do go?" she asked

ed the Simplon in his automobile last year,

thank you so much; we must decide what to do, and talk it over with

'll tell you what we'll do," said she, in a half-whisper, when surrounded by her body-guard of two. "First, we'll ask everybody in Lucerne whether there are

sperate character I've m

ylight diligences don't go over the St. Gothard in our times, and at night there'd be nothing, so we couldn't expose man or bea

rriedly. "If Airolo or the neighbourhood turns out to be the happy hunt

take it, over Jack's and my dea

port to rush the Pass

ied Molly, "I've neve

urally s

where melancholy, elusive music was played always by the wind spirits. In Lucerne we did not, as Molly had suggested, ask everybody to stand and deliver information, but we compromised by visiting tourists'

driving me over the Pass, for weal or woe, they should return. They would leave most of their luggage a

with a "mind diseased," after hours of racing through pure, fresh air on a