"We must reach the valley some day," she said.
"Some day, yes," he acquiesced. "Some day the ride will be done, and
the road end in the great shadows which no human eye can pierce. But
that day will find us hand in hand, with no fear in our hearts, and
ready for a longer, stranger, and even more beautiful journey."
As he spoke the valley widened out, and the hills on either side
receded at a broad angle. The roofs of Morgenthal were plain to
their gaze, and the tinkling of goats' bells broke the silence.
"Austria!" cried Gloria.
"Austria, Vienna, Paris, London," he said, "Southampton, and then the
very first boat bound for little old New York. But in our hearts
Grimland--always Grimland."