It towered up high above the level of the pass, thousands of feet, still, shining, and white, and below, thousands of feet below, was a floor of little woolly clouds. In the old days he had been something of an athlete—a runner, an oarsman, and a crack at tennis. “Freedom! Citizenship! And the way to that—the way to everything—is the Vote.
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