“Hisv’icewaslikethesoon’o’monywatters，“shesaidtoherselfsoftly，astheliquidthunderofthetorrentcameinthelouder。
Gibbieshotroundthecornertothebyre，whencethroughalltheroar，everynowandthentheyhadheardthecavernousmooingofCrummie，piteousandlow。Hefoundastreamafootdeeprunningbetweenherforeandhindlegs，anddidnotwonderthatshewantedtobeonthemove。Speedilyheloosedher，andfasteningthechain-tethertoherhalter，ledherout。Shewasterrifiedatsightofthefallingwater，andtheyhadsometroubleingettingherthroughbehindit，butpresentlyafter，shewasmakingthedescentascarefullyandsuccessfullyasanyofthem。
ItwasaheavyundertakingforthetwooldfolktowalkallthewaytotheMains，andinsuchastateoftheelements;butwherethereisnochoice，wedowelltomakenodifficulty。Janetwashalftroubledthathermountain，andherfoundationontherock，shouldhavefailedher;butconsoledherselfthattheywerebutshadowsofheavenlythingsandfiguresofthetrue;andthatamountainorarockwasinitselfnomoretobetrustedthanahorseoraprinceorthelegsofaman。Robertploddedonincontentedsilence，andGibbiewasingreatglee，singing，afterhisfashion，alltheway，thoughnowandthenhalf-chokedbythefiercenessofthewindroundsomecornerofrock，filledwithrain-dropsthatstunglikehailstones。
ByandbyJanetstoppedandbeganlookingabouther。Thisnaturallyseemedtoherhusbandratheroddinthecircumstances。
“Whatareyeefter，Janet？”hesaid，shoutingthroughthewindfromafewyardsoff，bynomeanssorrytostandforamoment，althoughanyrecoveringofhisbreathseemedalmosthopelessinsuchatempest。