She took Dinah's arm, looking at her with a strangely wistful smile.
"I want you now, sweetheart," she said.

"Scott can have his turn--afterwards." "I want you too," said Dinah instantly, squeezing her hand very closely.
"Come and look at the mountains! They are so glorious now that the sun is setting." They turned back for a few moments and Isabel's eyes went to that far and wonderful mountain crest.

The gold was turning to rose.

The glory deepened even as they watched.
"The peaks of Paradise," breathed Dinah softly.
Isabel was silent for a space, her eyes fixed and yearning.

Then at length in a low voice that thrilled with an emotion beyond words she spoke.
"I know now where to look.