"I am looking."
"Do you perceive that the mountain is perpendicular here?"
"Yes, I do."
"Good; we are on the edge of the precipice which poor Nathan told us of."
"Ah!"
"Yes; you see that this dead tree seems, as it were, welded to the mountain?"
"That is true. I did not notice it at first."
"Well; going down that cavity, for fifteen feet at the most, you will find another which passes the back of the tree, and communicates with a cavern."
"Oh!" the monk exclaimed gleefully, "How did you discover this hiding place?"
The squatter sighed. "It was long ago," he said.