Twice Aldous helped Joanne from her horse that she might travel afoot over places which he considered dangerous.

When he assisted her in the saddle again, after a stiff ascent of a hundred yards, she was panting from her exertion, and he felt the sweet thrill of her breath in his face.

For a space his happiness obliterated all thoughts of other things.

It was MacDonald who brought them back.
They had reached the summit of the break, and through his long brass telescope the old mountaineer was scanning the valley out of which they had come.

Under them lay Tete Jaune, gleaming in the morning sun, and it dawned suddenly upon Aldous that this was the spot from which MacDonald had spied upon his enemies.