"Oh, do not go, do not go, young gentleman," cried Robby, who saw the danger they were running. "You may slip and break your legs, or be drowned if you fall into the water." The boys disregarded his warnings, and Norman eager to show his bravery began to climb the rocks. They made one ascent, and perhaps influenced by Robby's warning, took sufficient care to escape an accident, and all descended again in safety very nearly to the edge of the loch. "He did not do any great thing after all," observed one of the boys. "I thought, Vallery, you were going up to the top." "So I will, if you will follow me," answered Norman. "You will be frightened, before you are half way up," cried another. "You dare not do it," said a third. "Big as you all are, I will dare anything you can do," exclaimed Norman proudly, and he began to reascend the rocks. "Oh, pray do not," cried Robby, who notwithstanding the order he had received to be off, still kept near. "You will be tumbling down, I know you will." The other boys followed Norman, most of them keeping in a safer direction away from the waterfall. Robby was running off to call some of the servants, who might he thought stop the young gentlemen better than he could, when at that instant he saw his grandfather pulling down the loch and close to the mouth of the stream formed by the waterfall. Just as he was beckoning to him to make haste that he might land and stop the boys, he heard a cry, and saw Norman slipping down the side of a smooth rock wet with the spray of the waterfall. In vain he shouted to him to hold on to any thing he could grasp. Norman shrieked out with terror, but the sound of the cascade prevented any one but his boyish companions from hearing his words. Horror-struck, they could do nothing to help him. Robby ran up along the stream, but was stopped by the roughness of the ground. Norman though clinging to a few tufts of grass or small shrubs was unable to regain a footing. He slipped down lower and lower, till he fell with a plunge into the stream. The water was sufficiently deep to prevent him from being hurt by the fall, but the current was strong, and though his head was above the surface, he was unable to resist it, and carried off his legs was borne down the stream. Robby had a handkerchief tied in a sailor's knot round his neck, and as Norman passed close to the bank, he threw the end to him. Norman grasped it, and held on tightly while Robby kept a firm hold of the other end. But Robby was small, and the stream bore Norman onward. As long as he could, Robby scrambled along the bank, thus keeping Norman above water. The other boys hurried down the rocks to assist him, but just before the foremost got up to where he was, Robby lost his balance, and falling into the water he and Norman were carried down the stream together.