ThisthawinhisdivinitysentArmstrong\'sheartgoingfaster。SomightanArcticexplorerthrillathisfirstkenofgreenfieldsandliquescentwaters。Theywereonalowerplaneofearthandlifeandweresuccumbingtoitspeculiar，subtleinfluence。Theausterityofthehillsnolongerthinnedtheairtheybreathed。Aboutthemwasthebreathoffruitandcornandbuildedhomes，thecomfortablesmellofsmokeandwarmearthandtheconsolationsmanhasplacedbetweenhimselfandthedustofhisbrotherearthfromwhichhesprung。Whiletraversingthoseawfulmountains，Mile。Giraudhadseemedtobewrappedintheirspiritofreverentreserve。
Wasthisthatsamewoman——nowpalpitating，warm，eager，throbbingwithconsciouslifeandcharm，femininetoherfinger-tips？Ponderingoverthis，Armstrongfeltcertainmisgivingsintrudeuponhisthoughts。Hewishedhecouldstoptherewiththischangingcreature，descendingnofarther。Herewastheelevationandenvironmenttowhichhernatureseemedtorespondwithitsbest。Hefearedtogodownupontheman-dominatedlevels。Wouldherspirit-notyieldstillfurtherinthatartificialzonetowhichtheyweredescending？
Nowfromalittleplateautheysawtheseaflashattheedgeofthegreenlowlands。Mile。Giraudgavealittle，catchingsigh。
\"Oh!look，Mr。Armstrong，thereisthesea!Isn\'titlovely？I\'msotiredofmountains。\"Sheheavedaprettyshoulderinagestureofrepugnance。\"ThosehorridIndians!JustthinkofwhatIsuffered!AlthoughIsupposeIattainedmyambitionofbecomingastellarattraction，Iwouldn\'tcaretorepeattheengagement。Itwasveryniceofyoutobringmeaway。Tellme，Mr。
Armstrong——honestly，now——doIlooksuchanawful，awfulfright？Ihaven\'tlookedintoamirror，youknow，formonths。\"