From the window all that could be seen was a reced- ing area of grey. It was to be supposed that beyond the grey garden, which seemed to sprout nothing but the sti~sh leaves of some unfamiliar plant, lay the vast grey lake, spreading like an anaesthetic towards the invisible fhrther shore, and beyond that, in imagina- tion only, yet verified by the brochure, the peak of the Dent d Oche, on which snow might already be slightly and silently falling. For it was late September, out of season; the tourists had gone, the rates were rcduccd, and ~bcrc v, crc fc-,v i~:in this small tow, ~ at t~c >atcr s edge- wk, ose in- habitants, uncomleur,qcafivc to begin with, were frequently rendered taciturn by the dc.,tse cloud that descended for day~ at a time and then vanished with- out warning to re;ca1 a ~mw landscape, fi:il of colour and incldcnt: boats skimming on the hkc, passengers at the !a~ldmg stage, .m open air market, the outiinc of the garret remains of a thirtccp, th-cc)mlry castle, sean~s of,white on the far motlntams, and on the checr- fi.ll t~plands to the sou~h a rising backdlop of apple trees, the fruit sparkling with embiematic significance. ij,+l-~
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