“So we aren’t going to climb Snowcap today?”
“Today?” exclaimed Paschális pitying the naiveté of the question. “You don’t ask if you will be able to put your nose out of the door for a week or two, you just think of Snowcap! Why didn’t you come earlier!”
At that moment I thought that my good friend was trying to frighten me, or rather that he was joking with me, because I had not obeyed his wish and come earlier. So I sent him to put on dry clothes, without attaching any significance to his predictions. Nevertheless that day we didn’t stick as much as our noses out of the window. The next day the rain stopped, but a thick white mist filled the atmosphere, even hiding the roof tops opposite, from our sight. For a few moments I opened the window, but I was compelled to close it again. The
