Bruce. “Will you be kind enough to tell me—”
Foremost Figure. “Will you have the goodness to tell me—”
Here the questions broke off abruptly.
And turned to,—
Bruce. “Hallo!”
Foremost Figure. “Why! What’s this!”
Bruce. “Dr. Porter!!!”
Foremost Figure. “Bruce Rawdon!!!”
For a few moments both parties were overwhelmed with utter bewilderment and a total prostration of all their faculties. This amazing and incomprehensible reunion of those who had parted five hours ago in the wild woods, by the lofty precipice and the thundering surf, going in exactly opposite directions, yet coming together in darkness and fog, was a thing which might well reduce them to complete stupefaction.
Then there arose a general uproar of questions, each party asking the other where they had been, and where they supposed themselves to be now, and where they thought they were going.