And far, far above, the white crags shone with a dazzling purity in the sunlit air.
Below them the snow lay untrodden, exquisitely pure, piled here in great drifts, falling away there in wonderful curves and hollows, but always showing a surface perfect and undesecrated by any human touch.

And ever the sleigh ran smoothly on over the white road till it seemed to Dinah as if they moved in a dream.

She fell silent, charmed by the swift motion, and by the splendour around her.
"You are quite warm, I hope ?" Scott said, after an interval.
She was wrapped in a fur cloak belonging to Isabel.

She smiled an affirmative, but she saw him as through a veil.

The mystery and the wonder of creation filled her soul.
"I feel," she said, "I feel as if we were being taken up into heaven." "Oh, that we were!" said Isabel, speaking suddenly with a force that had in it something terrible.