"I will look, gentlemen," said the guide. "It will be safest for me."
He threw himself flat upon his stomach, and thus in safety peeped into the chasm.
"Do you see anything?" asked Sharpley, agitated.
"Wait till I look earnestly," and after a breathless pause, he answered slowly:
"No, I see nothing; but the cliff is not so steep or so high as I thought. There are some bushes growing in parts. He might be stopped by these."
"You can't see any traces of him, can you?"
Another pause.
"No. The snow seems disturbed in one place, but if he had fallen there, he would be there still."
"Might he not have fallen there and rolled to the bottom?"
"Perhaps so. I cannot tell."