Some Destiny that will accomplish itself in us.

Why should the Power cease to guide?
Why should the Destiny be baulked at last ?" He paused, then added fiercely, "I tell you, Horace, that even if we had guns, food, and yaks, I would not turn back upon our spoor, since to do so would prove me a coward and unworthy of her.

I will go on." "How ?" I asked.
"By that road," and he pointed to the glacier.
"It is a road to death!" "Well, if so, Horace, it would seem that in this land men find life in death, or so they believe.

If we die now, we shall die travelling our path, and in the country where we perish we may be born again.

At least I am determined, so you must choose." "I have chosen long ago.