The sun-rays lighted up its wondrous peaks.

The glory of it was unearthly, almost more than the eye could bear.
Dinah stood on the little wooden verandah of the _chalet_ and gazed and gazed till the splendour nearly blinded her.
"Still watching the Delectable Mountains ?" said Scott's voice at her shoulder.
She made a little gesture in response.

She could not take her eyes off the wonder.
He came and stood beside her in mute sympathy while he finished his cigarette.

There was a certain depression in his attitude of which presently she became aware.

She summoned her resolution and turned herself from the great vision that so drew her.
He was leaning against a post of the verandah, and she read again in his attitude the weariness that she had marked earlier in the afternoon.
"Are you--troubled about your sister ?" she asked him diffidently.
He threw away the end of his cigarette and straightened himself.