'This ull do,' he said, surveying the place with a critical eye.
They had just slid down a sloping chimney of rock, and were now standing on a flat block, over which hung another like a penthouse roof.

On the side of the Downfall there was a projecting stone, on which David stepped out to look about him.
Holding on to a rock above for precaution's sake, he reconnoitred their position.

To his left was the black and semicircular cliff, down the centre of which the Downfall stream, now tamed and thinned by the dry spring winds, was trickling.

The course of the stream was marked by a vivid orange colour, produced, apparently, in the grit by the action of water; and about halfway down the fall a mass of rock had recently slipped, leaving a bright scar, through which one saw, as it were, the inner mass of the Peak, the rectangular blocks, now thick, now thin, as of some Cyclopean masonry, wherewith the earth-forces had built it up in days before a single alp had yet risen on the face of Europe.

Below the boy's feet a precipice, which his projecting stone overhung, fell to the bed of the stream.