Still, you asked me what I thought about these mountains, and I'm trying to tell you.

You have brought it on yourself, you see.

The key-tone of this place is an almost overwhelming tranquillity.

One rather shrinks from that kind of thing when one is not used to it, and longs to do something to disturb it.
It's a natural impulse.

When you see a smooth sheet of ice you generally look for a big stone with which to smash it." She swung around and favored her companion with a glance of critical scrutiny; and there was no reason why Ida Stirling should shrink from it.