“Tell him to keep his eye on his servant here—this mule! But we’ll have no more trouble now, this pony only needs watching.”
“You held on first-rate.”
“Yes, but I didn’t come up here to watch a mule; I came for something better.”
“Let me rub his nose,” said Paul, leaning over, making friends with the pony.
Adele, who was indeed rather shaken up and agitated by the incident, continued to feel nervous. She finally spoke:
“Would you like to know, Paul, how this really makes me feel—this being so high up in the world?”
“Yes; I’d like to know how being elevated above the level of ordinary experience affects you.”
“Well! sitting on a pinnacle, as the Doctor calls it, is a fraud.”
“You really think so!”
“Yes, it is deluding; it demands more than I can manage; it takes entirely too much time trying to hold on.”