ashioned to look like London gas
lamps； the bulbs were masked behind cloudy； cream…hued glass that was bound with
crisscrossing iron strips。
〃I like those very much；〃 she said。
Ullman nodded； pleased。 〃Mr。 Derwent had those installed throughout the Hotel
after the war — number Two； I mean。 In fact most — although not all — of the third…
floor decorating scheme was his idea。 This is 300； the Presidential Suite。〃
He twisted his key in the lock of the mahogany double doors and swung them
wide。 The sitting room's wide western exposure made them all gasp； which had
probably been Ullman's intention。 He smiled。 〃Quite a view； isn't it？〃
〃It sure is；〃 Jack said。
The window ran nearly the length of the sitting room； and beyond it the sun
was poised directly between two sawtoothed peaks； casting golden light across
the rock faces and the sugared snow on the high tips。 The clouds around and
behind this picture…postcard view were also tinted gold； and a sunbeam glinted
duskily down into the darkly pooled firs below the timberline。
Jack and Wendy were so absorbed in the view that they didn't look down at
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