"I remember," said Frank, shuddering. "When was that?"
"Yesterday. You have slept since then. How do you feel?"
"I feel sore and bruised. Are any of my limbs broken?"
He moved his arms and legs, but, to his great joy, ascertained that though sore, no bones were broken.
"It was a wonderful escape," said the woman. "You must have fallen from the cliff above."
"I did."
"But for falling on the ledge, you would have been killed."
"Yes," answered Frank, "but Heaven be thanked, I have escaped."
"How did you fall?" asked the woman. "That was what my husband and my brother, Antoine, could not understand. You must have been leaning over."