There it stayed for the remaining minutes spent in peering into the abyss.
Jack and Fred looked up and across the canyon at the same instant.

They were directly opposite, and hardly twelve feet apart.

The elder took off his hat and called: "Are you ready ?" "Yes," said Fred, removing his head-gear.
"All together!" And then they swung their hats and hurrahed with the vim which, all things considered, was justified by events.

They were happy and grateful, and neither forgot to thank, with all the fervency of his nature, the One who had delivered them in safety from the very jaws of death.

No matter what other dangers might come to them, there could be none narrower or more striking than that through which they had just passed.
"Do you intend to stay on that side of the canyon ?" asked Fred.
"I don't know that there is any choice between our places, but if you feel lonely I'll come over to your help." "I thought you might want to pick up the gun you threw away." Jack looked at each of his hands in turn and laughed.
"Do you know I had forgotten all about that?
I don't remember having thrown it aside." "I saw you do it, and it was a lucky thing you did." The two walked beside the canyon until they came to a straight place, where Jack easily made the leap and joined his friend.