If she shortened it and held it in her hands, there would come a sudden tug from above as the leader raised himself from one ledge to another which almost overset her.
Now, however, flushed with her exertion and glad to draw her breath at her ease, she looked down and was astonished.

So far below her already seemed the glacier she had left, so steep the rocks up which she had climbed.
"You are not tired ?" said Chayne.
Sylvia laughed.

Tired, when a dream was growing real, when she was actually on the mountain face! She turned her face again to the rock-wall and in a little more than an hour after leaving the foot of the gully she stepped out on to a patch of snow on the shoulder of the mountain.

She stood in sunlight, and all the country to the east was suddenly unrolled before her eyes.

A moment before and her face was to the rock, now at her feet the steep snow-slopes dropped to the Glacier of Saleinaz.