“Ah, Philip, dear ... it’s been such a long time! And it might be enough to come between us—what you have done; perhaps it would be, if—if I didn’t love you so!”
On the pinnacle rock of the western shoulder of the great mountain Bromley had been keeping his companion interested in the wide-flung view; also, he had been stealing a glance now and again through the field-glasses, as he stood behind Mysie, at the two figures sitting side by side on a ledge of rock over on the distant trail. It was not until after he had seen the two figures melt into one that he said:
“If you have looked your fill, Mysie, mine, perhaps we’d better be getting back to Jeanie. Shouldn’t you think she’d be missing us horribly by this time? Let me climb down first; then I can catch you as you jump.”
(THE END)
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