Wieland on the highest point of Piz Scerscen ([page 200]).
A Party on a Mountain Top.
The other Party Descending Piz Bernina ([page 202]).
A Party commencing the Descent of a Snow Ridge.
The hour had come to start, the carriage was at the door and the provisions were in it, and Wieland and I were in readiness when, to our surprise, Roman turned up without Mr Garwood. A note which he brought explained that the latter was not well, but hoped I would make the expedition all the same, and take Roman with me. I was unwilling to monopolise a new ascent, though probably only an easy one, so I refused to go till my friend was better, and asked the guides to suggest something else. The weather was lovely and our food ready, and it seemed a pity to waste either.
Wieland could not think of a suitable climb, so I turned to Roman, who had only arrived at Pontresina two days before, and asked him his ideas.
He very sensibly inquired: "What peaks have you not done yet here, ma'am?"