Pray, come into the shelter; it makes me sick to see you in such danger;" and to make room for her, and at the same time to stand as much apart from her as possible, he stepped back, forgetting the scanty space on which he stood, and--fell! A yard--a mile--he scarcely could say which, so overwhelming for the instant was his sense of peril! He only knew that he was flying through space.

Then, suddenly, his feet found foothold, and his hands clung to the gray rock, and the driving wind beat on his body ceaselessly, and seemed to nail him where he clung.
Was it the scream of gull, or piercing cry of some spirit of the air, that rang through his brain?
or was it, indeed, the agonizing shriek of a woman?
He heard it plainly; but Harry never knew whether she had shrieked or not.

She was aware of nothing except that this unhappy man was perishing--had, perhaps, already perished--for her sake; through fear for her safety, and his wish not to give her offense.

She was on her knees upon the ledge, and craning over it with horror-stricken face the next instant, and could see him plainly.

His feet had fallen upon that very part of the old path which the storms of last winter had torn and jagged away.