Ugh! it was very horrid." He laid his hand on Vince's shoulder, and his companion followed his example, both walking along very silently for a few minutes before Vince said quietly: "I say, you won't grin if I tell you something ?" "No: honour bright." "Well, let's see: it was last Thursday week we went, wasn't it ?" "Yes." "I've been thinking about it ever since." "So have I: not about the rope business, you know, but about that place.
It's just as if something was always making me want to go." Vince let his hand drop, shook himself free, and faced his companion.
"But that's just how I feel," he said.

"I keep on thinking about it and wanting to go." "Not to try and get down with a rope ?" said Mike excitedly.
"Brrrr! No!" exclaimed Vince, with a shudder.

"I don't say I wouldn't go down with a rope from the cliffs if it was to help some poor chaps who were wrecked and drowning, because that would seem to be right, I suppose, and what one would expect any fellow to do for one if being drowned.

Why, you'd go down then, Ladle." "I d'know.

I shouldn't like to; but when one got excited with seeing a wreck, perhaps I should try." "There wouldn't be any perhaps about it, Ladle," said Vince gravely.
"Something comes over people then.