Regina stood perfectly motionless, her face as unchanging as marble.
Aurora rose to her feet, and leaned against the rock.

She had suddenly felt herself at a disadvantage in remaining seated on the ground while her adversary was standing.

It was the instinct of the animal that expects to be attacked.

When two people who hate each other or love each other very much meet without warning in a very lonely place, the fierce old passions of the stone age may take hold of them and sway them, even nowadays.
For a time that seemed long, there was silence; without words each knew that the other had recognised her.

The peasant woman spoke first, though with an evident effort, and without turning her eyes.
"When you are rested, we will go down," she said.
Aurora moved a step towards the side on which Regina had climbed up.
"I think I can get down alone," she answered coldly.
Regina looked at her and laughed with a little contempt.
"You will break your neck if you try," she said.