So, like Nature parading her skeleton to youthful adorers of her face, he insisted on reducing to hideous material wreck the fair illusion, which had once arrayed him in alluring promise.
She explained; “I said, America. You would be among Protestants in America.”
“Catholics and Protestants are both welcome to us, according to our scheme. And Germans, French, English, Americans, Italians, if they will come; Spaniards and Portuguese, and Scandinavians, Russians as well. And Jews; Mahommedans too, if only they will come! The more mixed, the more it hits our object.”
“You have not stated where on the Continent it is to be.”
“The spot fixed on is in Switzerland.”
“You will have scenery.”
“I hold to that, as an influence.”
A cool vision of the Bernese Alps encircled the young schoolmaster; and she said, “It would influence girls; I dare say.”
“A harder matter with boys, of course—at first. We think we may make it serve.”
“And where is the spot? Is that fixed on?”