Then, with a face so livid that Oliphant could see its whiteness through the night, he hissed-- "You mean it?
You defy me ?--me, with these papers in my hand, and the whole story of your villainy in my keeping?
You--" As he held up the bills a wild impulse prompted the wretched captain to make a grab at them.
There was a short struggle.

Oliphant, with his back to the cliff, kept his hold for a moment; then a fierce blow sent him reeling backwards to the edge, with the torn half of the documents in his hand.

There was a gasp, a half cry, and next moment only one man stood in the place, peering with ashen face into the black darkness below..