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m his throat down to his waist hung a huge goitre, which gave a still more disgusting look to his _tout ensemble_; added to this, his ears were large and shaggy, his fingers short and stunted, the palms of his hands hard and horny. He was dressed after the usual fashion of the Swiss peasantry in that part of Switzerland, but his clothes were so patched and tattered, that the masterpiece was barely discernible. I gazed for some moments in silent horror at the spectacle before me, when the monster blocking up my path clapped his hands suddenly on his thighs, and burst into a loud discordant laugh, exhibiting two rows of black, uneven teeth. My blood curdled as the echo of those fiendish tones broke on my ear. I recoiled, but, mastering my fear, I said in his own native tongue--or, rather, in better German than is spoken among the peasantry--"Well, my friend, does my appearance amuse you? Are strangers so rare in your country that they are found worthy of so much notice?" The idiot gazed at me awhile with vacant stare, then pointed to his mouth, to signify that he was dumb. "Poor wretch," I muttered to myself; "and yet he seems to understand a little." I thought I would ask him by signs where he lived. I read by his eye, which suddenly grew intelligent, much to my surprise, that he understood my question, and he answered by gestures, which seemed to say, "My home is here, there, and everywhere. On the black mountain top, in the pine forest, by the still lake--anywhere where there is earth and sky." "Poor wanderer," thought I; "houseless, like myself, and yet how infinitely more contented. Who knows but that that stunted form may contain the soul of a philosopher." "Idiot," I said, with all possible meekness in my outward bearing, "I am hungry. Can you lead me to a chalet where I may get food and shelter?" He nodded his head. "Bravo!" said I. "Lead on." The dwarf gave me a peculiar look, which I understood to mean, "What will you give me if I show you the way?" "Oh, don't be afraid," said I; "I'll pay you well; only make haste; I'm starving." I put my finger in my waistcoat pocket to make him comprehend that I was willing to reward him, but he glanced contemptuously at my gesture, and, thrusting his hand into his pocket, he brought out a handful of good-sized gold nuggets, which he threw towards me with a disdainful air. I was amazed, and seeing them glitter in the moonlight, I stopped to pick them
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