"Let me call your attention to the beauty of the view here." The view was, indeed, a striking one.

The two couples had halted at a rock-strewn point on the walk.

The beauty of the woods was all about them.
Through the trees to the east they could see the Hudson, almost at their feet, yet far below them.

Looking northward, they saw a noble sweep of the same grand river, above the bend.
"Come forward a bit" urged Anstey of Belle.

"I want to show you a beautiful effect across the river." As they passed on, just out of sight, Greg Holmes came along, talking animatedly with Miss Griffin.