The descent would be awkward, if not dangerous, but he could trust her judgment.

It was the first time he had allowed a woman to give him a lead in a difficulty, and he admitted that he would not have done so had his guide been anybody else.
"I think we can get across, and I don't want to go too far up," she said.

"If you don't mind helping Alison--" "I'll throw the sacks across first," Festing replied.
He swung them round by the straps and let them go, and when the last splashed into a boggy patch on the other side Miss Jardine laughed.
"I'm selfishly glad that one is yours.

If Helen's had fallen a foot short, it would have gone over the fall, but I expect she had a reason for taking the risk.

Where our clothes have gone we must follow." Helen seized a tuft of heather, and sliding down, reached a narrow shelf four or five feet below.