The puppet and Garratt Skinner--what did they matter?
But he turned his eyes down toward Courmayeur.

It was Sylvia upon whom the blow would fall.
"The story cannot be true," cried Simond.
But Chayne bethought him of another day long ago, when a lad had burst into the hotel at Zermatt and told with no more acceptance for his story of an avalanche which he had seen fall from the very summit of the Matterhorn.

Chayne looked at his watch.

It was just four o'clock.
"There has been an accident," he said.

"We must hurry.".