On this side at least they were abundantly protected.
On the moorside the steep broken ground of the hill came up to the rocky line they had been descending, and offered no difficulty to any sure-footed person.

But no path ran anywhere near them, and from the path up above they were screened by the grit 'edge' already spoken of.

Moreover, their penthouse, or half-gable, had towards the Downfall a tolerably wide opening; but towards the moor and the north there was but a narrow hole, which David soon saw could be stopped by a stone.

When he crept back into their hiding-place, it pleased him extremely.
'They'll niver find us, if they look till next week!' he exclaimed exultantly, and, slipping off the heavy bundle strapped on his back, he undid its contents.

Two old woollen rugs appeared--one a blanket, the other a horse-rug--and wrapped up in the middle of them a jagged piece of tarpaulin, a hammer, some wooden pegs, and two or three pieces of tallow dip.