You see, the power of the cross is as great as that.

Do you doubt it now, Mary ?" "Do you believe in it so much--really--Pierre ?" Each time there was a little lowering of her voice, a little pause and caress in the tone as she uttered his name, and nothing in all his life had stirred Red Pierre so deeply with happiness and sorrow.
"Do you believe, Pierre ?" she repeated.
He looked up and saw the shuddering mass of the landslide creeping upon them inch by inch.

In another moment it would loose itself with a rush and cover them.
"I believe," he said.
"If you should live, and I should die--" "I would throw the cross away." "No, you would keep it; and every time you touched it you would think of me, Pierre, would you not ?" "When you reach out to me like that, you take my heart between your hands." "And I feel grown up and sad and happy both together.

After we've been together on such a night, how can we ever be apart again ?" The mass of the landslide toppled right above them.

She did not seem to see.
"I'm so happy, Pierre.