第37部分(第3/8 頁)

　He　was　at　a　hotel　in　Zurich。　Downstairs　there　was　a　parlor　where　they　sold　wine　and　beer；　and　sometimes　in　the　evening　we　would　hear　carts　stop　outside　on　the　road　and　men　e　up　the　steps　to　go　in　the　parlor　to　drink　wine。

There　was　a　box　of　wood　in　the　hall　outside　the　living…room　and　I　kept　up　the　fire　from　it。　But　we　did　not　stay　up　very　late。　We　went　to　bed　in　the　dark　in　the　big　bedroom　and　when　I　was　undressed　I　opened　the　windows　and　saw　the　night　and　the　cold　stars　and　the　pine　trees　below　the　window　and　then　got　into　bed　as　fast　as　I　could。　It　was　lovely　in　bed　with　the　air　so　cold　and　clear　and　the　night　outside　the　window。　We　slept　well　and　if　I　woke　in　the　night　I　knew　it　was　from　only　one　cause　and　I　would　shift　the　feather　bed　over；　very　softly　so　that　Catherine　would　not　be　wakened　and　then　go　back　to　sleep　again；　warm　and　with　the　new　lightness　of　thin　covers。　The　war　seemed　as　far　away　as　the　football　games　of　some　one　else's　college。　But　I　knew　from　the　papers　that　they　were　still　fighting　in　the　mountains　because　the　snow　would　not　e。

Sometimes　we　walked　down　the　mountain　into　Montreux。　There　was　a　path　went　down　the　mountain　but　it　was　steep　and　so　usually　we　took　the　road　and　walked　down　on　the　wide　hard　road　between　fields　and　then　below　between　the　stone　walls　of　the　vineyards　and　on　down　between　the　houses　of　the　villages　along　the　way。　There　were　three　villages；　Chernex；　Fontanivent；　and　the　other　I　forget。　Then　along　the　road　we　passed