We mustn't give up; I've only to get at the tree, and then I shall be able to reach the nest from it quite easily." "Well, do take care, that's a dear fellow." "Never fear," said Vernon, who was already commencing his third attempt.
This time he got to the tree, and placed his foot on a part of the root, while with his hands he clung on to a clump of heather.

"Hurrah!" he cried, "it's got two eggs in it, Wright;" and he stretched downwards to take them.

Just as he was doing so, he heard the root on which his foot rested give a great crack, and with a violent start he made a spring for one of the lower branches.

The motion caused his whole weight to rest for an instant on his arms;--unable to sustain the wrench, the heather gave way, and with a wild shriek he fell headlong down the surface of the cliff.
With, a wild shriek!--but silence followed it.
"Vernon! Vernon!" shouted the terrified Wright, creeping close up to the edge of the precipice.

"O Vernon! for heaven's sake speak!" There was no answer, and leaning over, Wright saw the young boy outstretched on the stones three hundred feet below.