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“Oh!shutup!“saidGodfrey，“ifwewastesomuchtimeweshallnevergettothetop，“aremarkatwhichtheyallburstoutlaughing。
“TheytalkofProvidenceontheAlps，“shoutedKarlinstentoriantones，whileheperformedakindofwar-dance，“butthat’sthekindofprovidenceforme，“andhepointedtoGodfrey。“ManythingshaveI
seeninmytradeasguide，butneveronelikethis。What？TocuttheropeforthesakeofMonsieurthere，“andhepointedtonumbertwo，whoseshareinthegreatadventurewasbeingoverlooked，“beforegivinghimselftoalmostcertaindeathforthesakeofMonsieurwiththeweakheart，whohadnobusinessonamountain；tostretchovertheprecipiceasthelineparted，andholdMonsieurwiththeweakheartforallthatwhile，tillIcouldgetanooseroundhim——yes，togoonholdinghimafterhehimselfwasalmostdead——withoutamind!GoodGod!neverhastherebeensuchastoryinmylifetimeontheseAlps，orinthatofmyfatherbeforeme。“
Thencamethedescent，GodfreysupportedontheshoulderofthestalwartKarl，who，fullofdelightatthisgreatescapefromtragedy，andathavingataletotellwhichwouldlasthimfortherestofhislife，“jodelled“spontaneouslyatintervalsinhisbest“large-tip“
voice，andoccasionallyskippedaboutlikeayoungcamel，while“Monsieurwiththeweakheart“wascarriedinachairprovidedtobearelderlyladiesupthelowerslopesoftheAlps。
Someswift-footedmountaineerhadspeddowntothevillageaheadofthemandtoldallthestory，withtheresultthatwhentheyreachedtheoutskirtsoftheplace，anexcitedcrowdwaswaitingtogreetthem，includingtwolocalreportersforSwissjournals。
Oneofthese，whocontributeditemsofinteresttotheEnglishpressalso，eitherbymistake，orinordertomakehisnarrativemoreinteresting，addedtoafairlycorrectdescriptionoftheincident，astatementthatthepersonrescuedbyGodfreywasayounglady。Atleast，sothestoryappearedintheLondonpapersnextmorning，undertheheadingof“HeroicRescueontheAlps，“orinsomeinstancesof，“AYoungEnglishHero。“
AmongthecrowdwasthePasteur，whobeamedatGodfreythroughhisbluespectacles，buttooknopartintheseexciteddemonstrations。
Whentheywerebackattheirhotel，andthedoctorwhoexaminedGodfrey，hadannouncedthathewassufferingfromnothingexceptexhaustionandbadlysprainedmuscles，hesaidsimply：
“Idonotcomplimentyou，mydearboy，likethoseothers，becauseyouactedonlyasIshouldhaveexpectedofyouintheconditions。Still，Iamgladthatinthiscaseanotherwasnotaddedtomylonglistofdisappointments。“
“/I/didn’tactatall，Pasteur，“blurtedoutGodfrey。“Avoice，I
thoughtitwasMissOgilvy’s，toldmewhattodo，andIobeyed。“
Theoldgentlemansmiledandshookhishead，asheanswered：
“Itiseverthus，youngFriend。Whenwewishtodogoodwehearavoicepromptingus，whichwethinkthatofanangel，andwhenwewishtodoevil，anothervoice，whichwethinkthatofadevil，butbelieveme，thelipsthatutterbothofthemareinourownhearts。Therestcomesonlyfromtheexcitementoftheinstant。Thereinourheartstheangelandthedevildwell，sidebyside，likethetwofiguresinavillageweather-clock，readytoappear，nowoneandnowtheother，asthebreathofournatureblowsthem。“
“ButIheardher，“saidGodfreystubbornly。
“Theexcitementoftheinstant!“repeatedthePasteurblandly。“HadI
beensosituatedIamquitecertainthatIshouldhaveheardallthedeceasedwhomIhaveeverknown，“andhepatted
