human
Shall we get across to-day?
gpt
No, replied the other.
human
You see how much deeper the snow lies here than it lay half a league lower. The higher we mount the deeper the snow will lie. Walking is half wading even now. And the days are so short! If we get as high as the fifth Refuge, and lie to-night at the Hospice, we shall do well.
gpt
Is there no danger of the weather rising in the night, asked Vendale, anxiously,
human
There is danger enough about us, said Obenreizer, with a cautious glance onward and upward,
gpt
I have crossed it once.
human
In the summer?
gpt
Yes; in the travelling season.
human
Yes; but it is another thing at this season; with a sneer, as though he were out of temper.
gpt
This is not a time of year, or a state of things, on an Alpine Pass, that you gentlemen holiday-travellers know much about.
human
You are my Guide, said Vendale, good humouredly.
gpt
I trust to you.
human
I am your Guide, said Obenreizer,