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parked and then the fire roared in the stove and the second time Mrs。 Guttingen came into the room she brought big chunks of wood for the fire and a pitcher of hot water。 When the room was warm she brought in breakfast。 Sitting up in bed eating breakfast we could see the lake and the mountains across the lake on the French side。 There was snow on the tops of the mountains and the lake was a gray steel…blue。
Outside； in front of the chalet a road went up the mountain。 The wheel ruts and ridges were iron hard with the frost； and the road climbed steadily through the forest and up and around the mountain to where there were meadows； and barns and cabins in the meadows at the edge of the woods looking across the valley。 The valley was deep and there was a stream at the bottom that flowed down into the lake and when the wind blew across the valley you could hear the stream in the rocks。
Sometimes we went off the road and on a path through the pine forest。 The floor of the forest was soft to walk on； the frost did not harden it as it did the road。 But we did not mind the hardness of the road because we had nails in the soles and heels of our boots and the heel nails bit on the frozen ruts and with nailed boots it was good walking on the road and invigorating。 But it was lovely walking in the woods。
In front of the house where we lived the mountain went down steeply to the little plain along the lake and we sat on the porch of the house in the sun and saw th
