raperies, which, to his connecting consciousness, seemed as
if the contents of a broken bale or trunk had also fallen from the pack.
With a tremendous effort he succeeded in getting his arm out of the
pool, and attempted to free his head from its blinding enwrappings. In
doing so his hand suddenly touched human flesh--a soft, bared arm! With
the same astounding discovery came one more terrible: that arm belonged
to the weight that was pressing him down; and now, assisted by his
struggles, it was slowly slipping toward the brink of the ledge and the
abyss below! With a desperate effort he turned on his side, caught the
body,--as such it was,--dragged it back on the ledge, at the same
moment that, freeing his head from its covering,--a feminine skirt,--he
discovered it was a woman!

She had been also unconscious, although the touch of his cold, wet hand
on her skin had probably given her a shock that was now showing itself
in a convulsive shudder of her shoulders and a half opening of her eyes.
Suddenly she began to stare at him, to draw in her knees and feet toward
her, sideways, with a feminine movement, as she smoothed out her skirt,
and kept it down with a hand on which she leaned. She was a tall,
handsome girl, from what he could judge of her half-sitting figure in
her torn silk dust-cloak, which, although its cape and one sleeve were
split into ribbons, had still protected her delicate, well-fitting gown
beneath. She was evidently a lady.

"What--is it?--what has happened?" she said faintly, yet with a slight
touch of formality in her manner.

"You must have fallen--from the road above," said Bray hesitatingly.

"From the road above?" she repeated, with a slight frown, as if to
concentrate her thought. She glanced upward, then at the ledge before
her, and then, for the first time, at the darkening abyss below. The
color, which had begun to return, suddenly left her face here, and
she drew instinctively back against the mountain side. "Yes," she half
murmured to herself, rather than to him, "it must be so. I was walking
too near the bank--and--I fell!" Then turning to him, she said, "And you
found me lying here when you came."

"I think," stammered Bray, "that I was here when you fell, and I--I
broke the fall." He was sorry for it a moment afterward.

She lifted her handsome gray eyes to him, saw the dust, dirt, and leaves
on his back and shoulders, the collar of his shirt torn open, and a
few spots of blood fr