It was Christmas Eve; it was late; it was snowing hard. The first taxi driver and the sed refused to take me so far out of town on such a night, but the third, indifferent of expression, must have been moved by the ardor of my request, for he shrugged his shoulders a me in. “We’ll give it a go,” he warned gruffly.
We drove out of town and the snow tio fall, piling up meticulously, flake by flake, on every inch of earth, every hedge top, every bough. After the last village, the last farmhouse, we found ourselves in a white landscape, the road indistinguishable at times from the flat land all about, and I shrank into my seat, expeg at any moment that the driver would give up and turn back. Only my clear dires reassured him that we were in fa a road. I got out myself to open the first gate, then we found ourselves at the sed set, the main gates of the house.
‘I hope you’ll find your way back all right,“ I said.
‘Me? I’ll be all right,“ he said wit……（内容加载失败！）
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