When they were home, the pair headed for the Big Apple or the warmth of the Beck’s family table. The idea of anything criminal never entered her thoughts. ‘Exactly like my father. It is difficult to express these things. A little inn flying a Swiss flag nestles under a great rock, and there they put aside their knapsacks and lunched and rested in the mid-day shadow of the gorge and the scent of resin. The great gray boles of the palms reminded him of some fabulous Grecian temple. ‘You could have fetched me home. As he stood upon the bridge, he held down the light, and looked into the profound abyss.
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