"We go too high," he said.
"Heaven send we have not to climb to a higher pass." His remark made Head-nurse give way altogether.

She wept loudly, saying in that case she had better stay and die where she was, thus saving them the trouble of carrying her down the hill.
At that very moment, however, Adam who had run far ahead began waving his arms and shouting: "He says 'The top! the top!'" cried Roy, who was keen in hearing as in everything else.

"Courage, mother! our troubles are over!" They had not _quite_ ended, but in a few minutes more they had reached the beginning of the pass proper.

Before them lay a grassy boggy slope curling gently upwards between higher rockier slopes.

A little stream plashed softly adown it, through a perfect wilderness of flowers, and without one word the tired travellers threw themselves beside it for rest and refreshment.
But Baby Akbar looked a little troubled.
"Amma, Dadda 'way 'way in a 'ky," he said solemnly, and essayed to crawl on over the grass.