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Portrait of H. Rider Haggard H. Rider Haggard,  She — Chapter XXIV: Walking the Plank (1887)

“ In a moment it will be gone!" said Ayesha.
I looked. She was right. The sun was passing below the level of the hole or cleft in the precipice through which the ray reached us.
"If you stop there, Job, you will die alone," I called; "the light is going."
"Come, be a man, Job," roared Leo; "it's quite easy."
Thus adjured, the miserable Job, with a most awful yell, precipitated himself face downwards on the plank—he did not dare, small blame to him, to try to walk it, and commenced to draw himself across in little jerks, his poor legs hanging down on either side into the nothingness beneath.
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Portrait of H. Rider Haggard H. Rider Haggard,  She — Chapter XXIV: Walking the Plank (1887)

“ I saw Ayesha lean herself against it, but the strong draught got under her dark cloak, and tore it from her, and away it went down the wind flapping like a wounded bird. It was dreadful to see it go, till it was lost in the blackness. I clung to the saddle of rock, and looked round, while, like a living thing, the great spur vibrated with a humming sound beneath us. The sight was a truly awesome one. There we were poised in the gloom between earth and heaven. ”
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Portrait of H. Rider Haggard H. Rider Haggard,  She — Chapter XXIV: Walking the Plank (1887)

“ This settled me; it is better to fall down a precipice and die than be laughed at by such a woman; so I clenched my teeth, and in another instant I was on that horrible, narrow, bending plank, with bottomless space beneath and around me. I have always hated a great height, but never before did I realise the full horrors of which such a position is capable. ”
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