indignantly--"that was just one with
his passing Una and me when we only
wanted to thank him, felt as if we naturally
must thank him, for--for.... Bah!
I won't think of the horrid wreck now!
Or of him, either! I'll be taken up with
the view! Isn't it exquisite--sublime?
Not interrupted as it is up there on the%
--Pinnacle's--crest!...--Ah-h!"
The little pinched exclamation came when%
--all too suddenly--she changed the point
of view, and looked down.

Beneath her yawned the precipice over
which her feet dangled--treading air, with
never a break between them and that grove
of dwarf pine trees more than a hundred
feet below, pointed by their glinting rocks.

The little trees bowed to her, now, like
servants--green pages.

But, somehow, their homage made her
feel uneasy; it put too great a distance
beneath her and them.

The crown of daring which she wore
did not fit quite so easily.

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