After a long and painful walk, or rather race, for their pace had
been more like that, than walking, Inverawe began to climb up the
abrupt face of Cruachan, till he came to that part of it which hangs
over the northern entrance of the Pass of Brandera, where the river
Awe breaks away from the end of the narrow branch of the lake, and
there, after some scrambling, he led the stranger high up the face of
the mountain, to a cave that yawned in the perpendicular cliff. The
concealment here was perfect, for its mouth was masked in front by a
cairn of large stones, which might have been accidentally accumulated
by falling during successive ages from the rocks above, or perhaps
artificially piled up there in memory of some person or event long
since forgotten. It was moreover surrounded by trees of all sorts
of growth; indeed, the universal wooding which prevailed over the
surrounding features of nature, of itself rendered any object on the
ground of the mountain side difficult to be discovered by any creature
that did not, like an eagle, mount into the sky. In addition to this,
the great elevation of the position, added to the security of the
place, and the ravine-seamed front of the perpendicular mountain of
rock that guarded the western side of the pass, immediately opposite
to the face of Cruachan, precluded all chance of observation from
that quarter.
"This is not exactly the place where Campbell of Inverawe would
wish to exercise his hospitality, to any one who deigns to ask for
his protection," said the Laird, whilst he was engaged in striking
a light; "but in your circumstances it is the best retreat in which
I can extend it towards you. Here is a lamp; and I will leave this
tinder-box, and this flask of oil with you. The cave is dry enough,
and there is abundance of heather to be had around you. Use your lamp
only when you may find it absolutely necessary so to do; for its light
might betray you; and take care to show yourself as little as possible
during the daylight of to-morrow. I have promised you protection by
Cruachan, and by Cruachan you shall have it. You must be contented
with this my assurance for the present, for your safety demands that
I shall not see you again, until I can do so without observation,
under the veil of to-morrow-night's darkness. Till then, you must
e'en do with such provisions as this basket contains, and you may
reckon on my bringing a fresh supply with me when I return. Farewell,
for I must hurry back, so as to escape discovery."
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