It proved to be very steep, dark, and stony under meeting trees.

She climbed it laboriously, calling at intervals.
Presently--a sound of steps and hoofs.

Looking up she could just distinguish a couple of led mules with two big lads picking their way down the rocky lane.

There was no turning aside.

She passed them with as much dispatch as possible.
They stopped, however, and stared at her,--the elegant lady in her white dress all alone.