"Did he let you pass?"
"He could not help it."
"What do you mean?"
"I struck him with the staff, and--" She shuddered and hid her face in her hands.
"Don't cry over that," said the man; "in all probability you only stunned him. He will be all right by now."
"I hope so. He had done nothing to me, but if the whole island had stood in my way, I was determined to come to you."
"What then?"
"I climbed over the rock wall. At first I thought I would push it down, but it was too much for me. Besides, the stones might have fallen upon you. I had a rope with a piece of wood at the end. I fastened the wood in the rock and came down. The rope cut my hands."
"And the staff and the knife?"
"I threw them over. You will find them there."