There was a rattle of stones, a silence, and then a dull crash in the depths below.
One moment later and all three would have gone.

I heard the shout of the man on the track below, and I wondered in a dull way if he had been killed also.
And now I had Elfrida to tend, for she had fainted.

What she had seen I could not tell, but I hoped that at least she knew nought before Erpwald went.

It was as if she had lost consciousness when he reached her, for I saw the hand on the rein loosen helplessly.

I carried her back from the cliff and tried to bring her to herself, vainly, though indeed I almost wished that she might remain as she was until we were back in Glastonbury.
Then I wound my horn again and again to bring some to my help, and I tried not to think of that which surely lay crushed on the road below.