"Oh, no, Maam."
"Then I am sure you will find your causes of trouble grow less. I will not hear the rest of them now. In a day or two I hope you will be able to give me a very different account from what you would have done an hour ago; but, besides that, it is getting late, and it will not do for us to stay too long up here; you have a good way to go to reach home. Will you come and see me to-morrow afternoon?"
"Oh, yes, Maam, indeed I will! if I can; and if you will tell me where."
"Instead of turning up this little rocky path, you must keep straight on in the road that's all: and it's the first house you come to. It isn't very far from here. Where were you going on the mountain?"
"Nowhere, Maam."
"Have you been any higher up than this?"
"No, Maam."
"Then, before we go away, I want to show you something. I'll take you over the Bridge of the Nose; it isn't but a step or two more: a little rough, to be sure, but you mustn't mind that."
"What is the 'Bridge of the Nose,' Maam?" said Ellen, as they left her resting-place, and began to toil up the path, which grew more steep and rocky than ever.
"You know this mountain is called the Nose. Just here it runs out to a very thin, sharp edge. We shall come to a place presently where you turn a very sharp corner to get from one side of the hill to the other; and my brother named it, jokingly, the Bridge of the Nose."