And was it necessary, was it even wise?
As I hesitated she turned and glanced downward once more toward the glacier, then rose and went to the lip of our grassy ledge, and as she returned I caught the sound which she had been the first to hear.

It was the gritty planting of nailed boots upon a hard, smooth rock.
"I'm afraid you can't say it now," whispered Mrs.Lascelles.

"Here's Mr.
Evers himself, coming this way back from the Monte Rosa hut! I'm going to give him a surprise!" And it was a genuine one that she gave him, for I heard his boyish greeting before I saw his hot brown face, and there was no mistaking the sudden delight of both.

It was sudden and spontaneous, complete, until his eyes lit on me.

Even then his smile did not disappear, but it changed, as did his tone.
"Good heavens!" cried Bob.