The horse was tied to a post, and they both followed an irregular path, which ultimately terminated upon a flat ledge passing round the face of the huge blue-black rock at a height about midway between the sea and the topmost verge.

There, far beneath and before them, lay the everlasting stretch of ocean; there, upon detached rocks, were the white screaming gulls, seeming ever intending to settle, and yet always passing on.

Right and left ranked the toothed and zigzag line of storm-torn heights, forming the series which culminated in the one beneath their feet.
Behind the youth and maiden was a tempting alcove and seat, formed naturally in the beetling mass, and wide enough to admit two or three persons.

Elfride sat down, and Stephen sat beside her.
'I am afraid it is hardly proper of us to be here, either,' she said half inquiringly.

'We have not known each other long enough for this kind of thing, have we!' 'Oh yes,' he replied judicially; 'quite long enough.' 'How do you know ?' 'It is not length of time, but the manner in which our minutes beat, that makes enough or not enough in our acquaintanceship.' 'Yes, I see that.