"Are you past it, Dr. Sandford?" I asked, replying, I think, to something in the tones of his voice.
"I do not know. I think, yes. Cologne cathedral will never be to me what it will be to you."
"What will it be to me?"
"I wish you would tell me, when you see it."
"Does it lie in our route?" I asked somewhat eagerly.
"It can - if you choose."
"But I should not want to stop to look at it," I said; "and I could not see it without stopping, I suppose."
"I suppose not. Well, we will push forward as fast as possible. To Lausanne, is it?"
"They were at Lausanne. They were talking of going to
Lucerne."
"To stay?"