The glen had here narrowed to a gorge, the rocks on either side being not more than eighty to a hundred feet high.

It is no exaggeration to say that the summits of the rocks on either side of the glen were lined with natives; they could almost touch me with their spears.

I did not feel quite at home in this charming retreat, although I was the cynosure of a myriad eyes.

The natives stood upon the edge of the rocks like statues, some pointing their spears menacingly towards me, and I certainly expected that some dozens would be thrown at me.

Both parties seemed paralysed by the appearance of the other.