“La Pendule.”
“... one could swing from one side to the other.”
“... A rather steep ice slope—the Mur de la Côte”
(p. 222).
Facing page 274.
The day was cloudless, and there was not a breath of wind. The view towards the northern slopes of the Aiguille sans Nom was striking. As if in warning and for our edification, a huge avalanche fell down these precipices whilst we were scanning them for a possible line of ascent.