"All the vague longings which had ever stirred within me, longings for something beyond, and beyond, came back upon me in a tumult.

There was a place in shadow at my feet far below, the only place in shadow, a wall of black rock called the Col Dolent.

It seemed to me that I was living in that cold shadow.

I wanted to get up on the ridge, with the sunlight.

So I came to you." It seemed to Sylvia, that intently as she spoke, her words were and must be elusive to another, unless that other had felt what she felt or were moved by sympathy to feel it.