[Foul Play by Charles Reade]@TWC D-Link bookFoul Play CHAPTER XXVIII 2/6
He waited a few moments in the hope to hear her voice in reply, but it did not reach him.
Again he plunged upward, and now the ascent became at times so arduous that more than once he almost resolved to relinquish, or, at least, to defer his task; but a moment's rest recalled him to himself, and he was one not easily baffled by difficulty or labor, so he toiled on until he judged the summit ought to have been reached.
After pausing to take breath and counsel, he fancied that he had borne too much to the left, the ground to his right appeared to rise more than the path that he was pursuing, which had become level, and he concluded that, instead of ascending, he was circling the mountain-top.
He turned aside therefore, and after ten minutes' hard climbing he was pushing through a thick and high scrub, when the earth seemed to give way beneath him, and he fell--into an abyss. He was ingulfed.
He fell from bush to bush-- down-- down-- scratch-- rip-- plump! until he lodged in a prickly bush more winded than hurt.
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