Beyond that a chaos of fallen rocks--the remains of a landslip many years previously--stretched away to the shore.
"There is no working along these sideways, Desmond," Captain O'Connor said after they had climbed along for some little distance.

"We had better make straight down to the shore, follow that for a bit, and then mount again to the spot where you saw the man." It was difficult work, but at last the party reached the shore.
Lieutenant Adcock, who was himself in command of the boat, had watched the party making their way down the rocks, and now rowed in to within a few yards.
"Good-morning, lieutenant," Captain O'Connor said.

"I think we have got them fairly trapped; but doubtless they would have made off if they hadn't seen you on the watch outside.

It's that notorious scoundrel the Red Captain of Galway who is, I hear, hiding here with his gang." "Indeed!" the revenue officer said; "that will be a capture worth making.

Shall I come ashore with four of my men?
I expect they are more accustomed to climbing about among the rocks than yours are, and I should like to lend a hand." "Do, by all means," Captain O'Connor replied.