By the time that Paul had got to the Ghyll his anxiety had reached the point of anguish.
And therewith he began to go down the side of a ghyll well bushed and treed, and somewhat steep, and Osberne followed him.
There, before her, eye to eye with her once again, was the face she saw at the Ghyll!
It stood at the foot of a ghyll, which, when swollen by rain, was majestic in volume and sound.
