"What engineers those fellows must be!" said Sir Douglas admiringly, as every turn brought them in sight of the two great waterfalls, and their faces were drenched with spray.
"It is like going round and round the inside of a mighty chalice," said Mona.
And so it was; but the sides of the chalice were one living mass of the most glorious green, almost every square yard of which would have made a picture by itself.
When they reached the bottom, the driver suddenly dismounted, and proceeded to occupy himself with a piece of string and the weather-beaten straps that did duty for traces.
"Harness—broke!" he said calmly.
"The deuce it has!" exclaimed Sir Douglas. "I think you might have found that out at the top of the hill. Do you suppose our necks are of no more value than your own? Nubboo, just see that it is all right now."
"How horrible!" and Lady Munro shuddered.
Nubboo delivered a lengthy report in his native language, and Sir Douglas shrugged his shoulders resignedly.
"We must just chance it," he said. "I daresay it will be all right."
"How horrible!" repeated Lady Munro.