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They are the sentiments of one who had up to the publication of the letter ... regarded you as a man attached to the institutions of your country.... It is an old adage, 'Give him rope enough, etc.
"Had we a rope," said Alleyne, "there is one side which is not yet on fire, down which we might slip." "But how to get a rope?" "It is an old trick," quoth Aylward. "Hola! Johnston, cast me up a rope, even as you did at Maupertuis in the war time."
Again, in some obscure corner of the church one came in contact with a sort of living chimera, crouching and scowling; it was Quasimodo engaged in thought. Sometimes one caught sight, upon a bell tower, of an enormous head and a bundle of disordered limbs swinging furiously at the end of a rope; it was Quasimodo ringing vespers or the Angelus.
Honeyman was left-handed and threw a rope splendidly; and as we circled around the horses on opposite sides, on a signal from him we whirled our lariats and made casts simultaneously. The wrangler fastened to the brown I wanted, and my loop settled around the neck of his unridden horse.
To the quick-witted, surefooted youth, so daring, if so unmannerly such a chuff who had not even waited to make the rope fast around his own body before sliding down the rock to the Devil's Chair a second time and who had, a second time too, climbed, unaided. But she said nothing of him or of her recent escapade. And she was glad that Una didn't!
He seemed a careworn man. He carried a brick in his hand, tied to a piece of rope. He entered nervously and hurriedly, closed the door carefully behind him, saw to it that it was fastened, peered out of the window long and earnestly, and then, with a sigh of relief, laid his brick upon the bench beside him and called for food and drink. There was something mysterious about the whole affair.
Hume thrust an arm through, and spread his fingers to the wind. "We are on the south-west side of the cliff, nearly overlooking the entrance to the canon." "It is very steep there. We should want a rope and a long rope, too." "Yes, I am afraid we must keep on; but, at any rate, it is a comfort to know where we are." They stepped back and turned to examine the cavern.
Once having reached the point where the rope had been fastened, the rest of the way was less rough. The lad sat down to look about him, noting that the formation was a peculiar one, and that the reddish shade of the rock disappeared when one came into close contact with it. "Why, it's just a plain, ordinary pile of stone," laughed Tad. "The idea that there could be anything mysterious about it!
"I don't remember that I have, but that has been only because the need did not arise; I am not afraid to try it, even if you are." "Who said I was afraid?" demanded Terry; "I'm riddy to hop into the boat and sway the paddle mesilf, and I'll do it, too." He stepped into the water, which was up to his shoe tops, and began drawing in the rawhide rope which held the frail boat from breaking away.
They are not so safe as step-cutting, and there is the ever-present danger that unless one is exceedingly careful one will step upon the rope with them and their sharp calks sever some of the strands. They were, however, of great assistance and saved a deal of laborious step-cutting.
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