They were sitting at Basle one evening in the balcony of the big hotel which overlooks the Rhine. The balcony runs the length of the house, and is open to all the company; but it is spacious, and little parties can be formed there with perfect privacy. The swift broad Rhine runs underneath, rushing through from the bridge which here spans the river; and every now and then on summer evenings loud shouts come up from strong swimmers in the water, who are glorying in the swiftness of the current. The three were sitting there, by themselves, at the end of the balcony. Coffee was before them on a little table, and George's cigar, as usual, was in his mouth.
"It's nearly all over," said he, after they had remained silent for some minutes.
"And I do think it has been a success," said Kate. "Always excepting about the money. I'm ruined for ever."
"I'll make your money all straight," said George.

They were sitting at Basle one evening on the balcony of the big hotel which overlooks the Rhine. The swift broad river runs underneath, rushing through from the bridge; and on summer evenings shouts come up from strong swimmers, glorying in the swiftness of the current.
The three were sitting there, by themselves, with their coffee on a little table, and George's cigar in his mouth.
"It's nearly all over," said he.
"I do think it has been a success," said Kate. "Except about the money. I'm ruined for ever."
"I'll make your money all straight," said George.
