And yet in spite of it, he had apparently for some seasons stood prominent in the Alpine fraternity.

Gabriel Strood was afflicted with a weakness in the muscles of one thigh.

Sylvia, according to her custom, began to picture him, began to talk with him.
She wondered whether he was glad to have reached that summit, or whether he was not on the whole rather sorry--sorry for having lost out of his life a great and never-flagging interest.

She looked through the subsequent papers in the volume, but could find no further mention of his name.

She perplexed her fancies that morning.