She had been caught trespassing in a forbidden paradise, and she was about to be thrust forth without mercy.
High up on a shelf of naked rock their guide stood and waited--a ragged, incongruous figure against the purity of the new day.

The early sun had barely topped the highest mountains, but a great gap between two mighty peaks revealed it.

As Stella pressed forward, she came suddenly into the splendour of the morning.
It affected her strangely.

She felt as Moses must have felt when the Glory of God was revealed to him.

The brightness was intolerable.