1/14 CHAPTER XII. The path ceased altogether; but when up is the word in one's mind--and up had grown almost a fixed idea with Gibbie--he can seldom be in doubt whether he is going right, even where there is no track. Indeed in all more arduous ways, men leave no track behind them, no finger-post--there is always but the steepness. The mountain grew steeper and barer as he went, and he became absorbed in his climbing. |