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Watching this bird, the bishop felt a sudden voice in
his stomach. A sensation of blackness came before his eyes--sky and sea
were merged together--his feet were treading on air. He promptly sat
down.
"Not an inch nearer!" he declared. "Not for a thousand pounds. If you
go along that edge again, I shall have to look the other way. It makes
me feel empty inside."
"I'm not in the least giddy," she laughed. "There was an English boy
who threw himself over this cliff for a bet--you have heard the story?
They never found his body. It's a good place for throwing oneself down,
isn't it?"
She seemed to consider the idea quite seriously.
"Well?" she pursued. "Have you any fault to find with my precipice?"
"I have. It ought to be railed in. It is dangerous. What a temptation
this cliff must be to anyone who has an enemy to dispose of! It would
be so simple," he added, laughing.
"That advantage has never struck me before. . . ."
These and other things passed through Mr. Heard's mind as he lay in bed
that evening.


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