She stood looking thoughtfully out over the bridge of the Argentiere.

It seemed to Chayne that she was coming slowly to some great decision which would somehow affect all her life.

Then she said--and it seemed to him that she had made her decision: "I do not know.

Perhaps I never shall come back." They turned away and went carefully down the slope.

Again her leading guide, who on the return journey went last, was perplexed by that instinct for the mountain side which had surprised him.