I will drop you over the wall on to it and then follow you.

You remember how to hold to my hand ?" "Yes," she answered, very quick and alert.

There was good blood in her veins, which was astir now, in the presence of danger.

"Yes--as we used to do it in the mountains--my hand round your wrist and your fingers round mine." They were standing on the wall now.

She knelt down and looked over; then she turned, still on her knees, and clasped her right hand round his wrist while he held hers in his strong grip.