a desire to get to that goal, and he, too, prepared quickly for the
ascent.

"Wait a moment, sir," said Michael. "Do the others see nothing on the
mountain?"

Thornton and Marion, still frowning, were looking down into the haze
of the valley. They were paying no attention to their friends.

"Come, let us go," said Thornton to the girl, as he pointed to the
road which led down into the valley.

"No, no," said Michael, "not there. Look up at the mountain. What do
you see?"

Both Marion and Thornton glanced upward. "I see nothing," said Marion.

"I see a Cross, but it is black and repellant-looking," said Thornton.
"Come, Marion, let us go at once."

Orville, alarmed, called out: "Marion, you will surely come with me."

The frown on her face changed to a look of awful sadness, but she put
her hand into Thornton's while saying to Orville: "I can not go there
with you--not upward. I must enter the valley with him." She moved
away, her hand still in Thornton's. Orville watched them go, only
wondering why he had no regrets.

"Michael," he said, "I loved her on earth. Why am I unmoved to see her
leave me?"