Something like joy shot into her being.

Who else could it be if not Chase?
He alone would call out her name! He was alive! She called out his name shrilly, her face raised eagerly to the bobbing light.

Not until hours afterward was Genevra to resent the use of her Christian name by the man in the clouds.
In her agitation, she forgot to arouse the chateau, but undertook to ascertain the truth for herself.

Rushing over, she grasped the knotted end of the rope.

A glance and a single tug were sufficient to convince her that the other end was attached to a support at the top of the cliff.