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Something that happened to you up there?

Yes.

And that you never told Asta and me?

Yes.

Oh, you are so silent about everything. You ought not to be.

Sit down there—and I will tell you about it.

Yes, yes—tell me!

[She sits on the bench beside the summer-house.

I was alone up there, in the heart of the great mountains. I came to a wide, dreary mountain lake; and that lake I had to cross. But I could not—for there was neither a boat nor any one there.

Well? And then?

Then I went without any guidance into a side valley. I thought that by that way I could push