"Say! it let's me in for a whole lot!" he suddenly concluded with the air of a man holding in excited horses. He got up from the rock lumberingly and brushed off his clothes mechanically. There was a new look in his eyes as he glanced slowly from side to side of the fair expanse, and then turned a searching gaze aloft to the peaks.
"Something up here in this air—I guess it is—that makes you think of things."
The listener smiled enigmatically.
"Yes—I notice it. I'm extremely interested in that story. Too common, as you say. Yes, 'To understand is to forgive.'"
He also glanced again at the mountain. Wise Old Titan!
"Come on, now!" said the jewelry-dealer briskly. "Mornin's gettin' on. Up there, you say? Hanged if I see the way around that edge there. Looks as if you'd fall off; plenty of room when you get there? All right! If you say so." He settled his hat firmly on his head, thrust his map in his
