"Do you see those golden peaks, sweetheart?
That is where I would be.

That is where the gates of Heaven open--where the lost are found." Dinah's hand was clasped in hers under the fur rug, and she felt the thin fingers close with a convulsive hold.
Scott leaned forward.

"Heaven is nearer to us than that, Isabel," he said gently.
She looked at him for a moment, but her eyes at once passed beyond.

"No, no, Stumpy! You never understand," she said restlessly.

"I must reach the mountain-tops or die.