It was on the cliff.
I remember a faint sensation of some change about me, but I was too absent to think of it then.

And that's where it is now, and you must go and look there.' 'I'll go at once.' And he strode away up the valley, under a broiling sun and amid the deathlike silence of early afternoon.

He ascended, with giddy-paced haste, the windy range of rocks to where they had sat, felt and peered about the stones and crannies, but Elfride's stray jewel was nowhere to be seen.

Next Stephen slowly retraced his steps, and, pausing at a cross-road to reflect a while, he left the plateau and struck downwards across some fields, in the direction of Endelstow House.
He walked along the path by the river without the slightest hesitation as to its bearing, apparently quite familiar with every inch of the ground.

As the shadows began to lengthen and the sunlight to mellow, he passed through two wicket-gates, and drew near the outskirts of Endelstow Park.