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Updated: May 21, 2025
And, as he stood there, through the front window of the hut he saw an aviator and another man come down from the crest of Thusis to the chasm's edge, jump into the car which swung under the cable, and begin to pull themselves across toward the hut where he was standing. The hut screened his retreat to the wood's edge.
And all the while, across the gulf out of which golden vapours curled more thickly as the sun's burning searchlight spread out across the world, the man in Swiss uniform stood on the chasm's edge, as though awaiting some further word or movement from McKay. And, after awhile, the word came, clear, startling, snapped out across the void: "Unsling that haversack! Don't touch the flap!
The steps passed down the declivity which surrounded the abyss, and we followed them with a sinking feeling in our hearts, as we realised that this was the end of our search. A little way from the downward path was the return trail made by the feet of those who had come back from the chasm's edge.
"As he talked, he had dropped the wrist of Lilama, and she crouched upon the ground with her hands before her face, whilst Ahpilus continued to rave, and to pace from the chasm's edge away and back again, in maniac strides, until he had almost beaten where he paced a pathway.
He told me that one day after our meeting at 'The Royal Oak, Bettws y Coed, he had met a wild-looking girl as he was using his geologist's hammer on the mountains. She was bareheaded, and had taken fright at him, and had run madly in the direction of the most dangerous chasm on the range; he had pursued her, hoping to save her from destruction, but lost sight of her close to the chasm's brink.
"Oh, Bobby!" protested Norma, laughing. "They didn't scalp grandma. They stole everything she had." "And is all that stuff down there now?" asked Constance Howard, round-eyed. "Perhaps if we look we can see something." There was a concerted rush to the chasm's edge, and the eight girls plumped down flat on their stomachs, determined to see whatever there was to be seen.
The risk was great, but not too great when the fate of a world's most wondrous woman was at stake. I glanced below. A hundred feet beneath lay jagged granite boulders at the brink of a frightful chasm upon which the tower abutted; and if not upon the boulders, then at the chasm's bottom, lay death, should a foot slip but once, or clutching fingers loose their hold for the fraction of an instant.
Entering by red gates of rock into a region of gigantic mountains, and following up a crystal torrent, the valley narrowing to a gorge, and the gorge to a chasm guarded by nearly perpendicular needles of rock flaming in the westering sun, we forded the river at the chasm's throat, and camped on a velvety green lawn just large enough for a few tents, absolutely walled in by abrupt mountains 18,000 and 19,000 feet in height.
Tufts of alpine roses grew on it, and slippery lichens, and a few seedlings which next spring's torrent would wash away into the still, misty depths below. But this shelf of rock was not all. The Via Mala could not end on the chasm's brink.
But outside, upon the chasm's sparkling edge, lay a dead man stark and transfigured and stiff as gold in the sun. And already the first jewelled death-flies zig-zagged over him, lacing the early sunshine with ominous green lightning.
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