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"Eloise, steady ainst the cliff," I panted, and stepped forth boldly upon the trunk My h bark firmly, yet I swayed horribly under ain I feltwildly, yet some power held us, until, at last, I stood on solid rock, utterly unable to essay another yard Panting for breath, lanced backward in apprehension I could perceive Cairnes footing the log, the head of the priest showing black and distinct above his broad shoulder; beyond, athe cliff face I staggered to rowl of relief the Puritan dropped his burden The next instant he had one great shoulder under the tree root Heaving with all his reat trunk, and I saw it topple over into the abyss; I saw his burly figure tottering on the very brink--then one awful flash lit up the sky, so blinding me that I sank face doard on the rock The cliff shook as if riven fro like the report of a thousand guns