Then he turned again and came down at a hand gallop, and reaped his reward in the startled cries and anxious eyes of the onlookers.

The safe sitters in the heather on the farther side sprang up to watch, and held their breath.
"The fool!" slipped through more clenched teeth than mine.
The stones from Black Boy's heels went rattling down into the depths on either side.

The first pinnacles were gained in safety.

Just beyond them the path twisted to the right.

Black Boy's stride had carried him too near the left-hand pillar.