There we was--him going higher and higher, me after him, and Turold standing below on the beach, staring up at the two of us.
"Run my best, I couldn't get near him.

I suppose he thought he was done for if I caught him, and by that time my blood was pretty well up.

I had one pull over him--I knew the island, and he didn't.

The path he was taking led to the top of the island, where the crater was, with a kind of wall of rocks round it.

But before you came to that there was a great hole which fell down God Almighty knows how deep, and was supposed to have been another volcano at some time or other.