If an earthquake had rent away the ground behind them, she would not have been dismayed.

It was only the forward path, leading ever upwards to the desired country, that held her mind, and the memory of a voice that called far above the mountain height.
The sun sank, the glory faded.

The dark and the cold wrapped them round.
But still was she undaunted.

"When the dawn comes, we shall be there," she said.
And Dinah heard her with a sinking heart.

She had no thought of leaving her, but she knew and faced the fact that in going on, she carried her life in her hand.