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back again a little lower down only to disappear 

 behind a mass of rock. 



Now things became really exciting. That 

 he was hit was certain, but to reach him 

 obviously impossible. What was the next 

 thing to do ? 



Here the deus ex machina, in the shape of 

 honest Mucksel, appeared. He undertook the 

 difficult task, and, taking our rope, started 

 on his way. His wiry form soon disappeared 

 behind the crest of the mountain, C, his idea 

 being to approach the ridge from the south- 

 west and from there to attempt the climb up 

 the rock. Meanwhile we breakfasted, our guns 

 lying in readiness across our knees. 



Half-an-hour must have passed when the 

 silhouette of the driver appeared against the 

 clear sky. Heavens, how quick the man had 

 been ! It seemed hardly possible. Through 

 the glass we could see him uncoiling his 

 rope. 



Briigger said : " Sakament, he is a clever 

 devil, is Mucksel ! He's pluck enough for 

 anything ! " 



