Last mission System

Chapter 90

Night was simply blurring from the High levels that support the curious old town of Rivoli in the canton of Ticino.

Two men, giving from the entry of a châlet roosted like a falcon's home on the sticking bluff of a mountain far over the valley, stopped to appreciate the magnificence of the scene. These people were my unclefurthermore, myself, and we had ascended at this early hour to observe that most lovely of sights in Switzerland, dawn.

From the patio of the châlet we watched the faint High display continuously rise out of the shadowy rule of

night. Quiet and glorious from out the dim "ocean of pines" the mountains emerged to view, their cold pinnacles sparkling with blushing colored shades in the delicate, delightful light that was presently suffusing the sky.

"By Jove, what a heavenly sight!" I shouted eagerly.

"Indeed, for a writer or painter," answered my uncle, who, in the midst of the loveliest view of Switzerland, murmured for the obscure side of Pall Shopping center.

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