It consisted of a vast stratification of blackish-gray slate, unvaried in its whole height by a single change of shade.
It is with cliffs and mountains as with persons; they have what is called a presence, which is not necessarily proportionate to their actual bulk.

A little cliff will impress you powerfully; a great one not at all.

It depends, as with man, upon the countenance of the cliff.
'I cannot bear to look at that cliff,' said Elfride.

'It has a horrid personality, and makes me shudder.

We will go.' 'Can you climb ?' said Knight.