They took up a position just at the base of the cliff, at a point where they were sheltered from the shower, and prepared to await the hunters.
“What do you think of our chances for reaching the summit of the cliff?” asked Mr. Graham of Mr. Bruce.
“Well, I should say they were bad,” answered Mr. Bruce.
“Bad,” said Harry, “well I should say so. There is no chance at all. That cliff rising above us is duplicated throughout the entire circumference of On.”
“So Onrai says, and it is true,” said Mr. Bruce.
“There is but little difference in the face of the cliffs,” said Onrai. “Those about here are seamed to a greater degree than those at other points, but one can just as easily scale those as any of the others.”
“That is not very encouraging,” said Mr. Bruce, “but I do not think you have taken into consideration the earthquake and the changes which it might have made. We have already found one place where the earthquake has split these mighty walls and I think we may find others. At any rate I will not give up trying to find a place where I can reach the summit.”
“I will follow the base of these cliffs for miles but what I find a place,” said Mr. Graham.
“You forget that the base of the cliffs lie, throughout their entire length, in the Hunting Reserve,” said Onrai, “and I do not think that they could be followed closely for ten miles, let alone their entire length.”
“True, I had forgotten that,” said Mr. Graham, and his face fell.