Part 8 (1/2)

”But we are not going right up that mountain, are we?” cried Saxe, panting and breathless.

”Not to-day,” replied the guide. ”No: up to the snow yonder, and along its edge for a little way, and then we descend on the other side, where it will be all downward to Andregg's chalet. Hah! Down close! Quick!”

He set the example, flinging himself upon his face and extending his hands above his head, as a whizzing sound was heard; then a dull thud or two and directly after there was a crash on the rocky side of the couloir a few feet above their heads, followed by a shower of slaty fragments which fell upon them, while a great fragment, which had become detached far above, glanced off, struck the other side of the gully, and then went downward, ploughing up the snow.

”Take care!” again cried the guide. ”No,” he said directly after, ”it is only a few bits.”

The few consisted of what might easily have been a cartload of snow, which pa.s.sed them with a rush, fortunately on the opposite side of the gully.

”I say, Mr Dale,” said Saxe, rather nervously, ”if that piece of slate had hit either of us--”

”Hah!” e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed Dale, drawing in his breath with a hiss, ”if it had hit us--”

They neither of them finished their sentence; and just then Melchior started once more, lessening the difficulty of the ascent by zigzagging the way.

Snow was dislodged, and went gliding down the gully, and for a moment a great patch began to slide, taking Dale with it, but a few rapid leaps carried him beyond it; and tightening the rope as soon as he had reached a firm place, Saxe was able to pick his way after the snow had gone by him with a rush, but only to stop a little lower down.

Another climb of about a quarter of an hour's duration brought them to the edge of the field of snow, which Melchior examined pretty carefully, and ended by rejecting in favour of a rugged ridge of rocks, which they had hardly reached when there was a quick roar like thunder, and the guide cried sharply--

”Look!”

He pointed upward toward the snow peaks, which seemed to be a couple of miles away; and as they followed the direction of his pointing hand, toward quite a chaos of rock and ice to their left, and about half-way to the summit, they looked in vain, till Dale cried--

”There it is!”

”Yes: what?” cried Saxe eagerly. ”Oh, I see: that little waterfall!”

For far away there was the semblance of a cascade, pouring over the edge of a black rock, and falling what seemed to be a hundred feet into a hollow, glittering brilliantly the while in the sun.

They watched it for about five minutes; and then, to Saxe's surprise, the fall ceased, but the deep rus.h.i.+ng noise, as of water, was still heard, and suddenly the torrent seemed to gush out below, to the left, and go on again fiercer than ever, but once more to disappear and reappear again and again, till it made one bold leap into a hollow, which apparently communicated with the glacier they had left.

”Hah!” e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed Saxe, ”it was very beautiful, but--Why, that must have been snow! Was that an avalanche?”

”Yes; didn't you understand? That is one of the ice-falls that are always coming down from above.”

”I didn't take it,” said Saxe. ”Well, it was very pretty, but not much of it. I should like to see a big one.”

Dale looked at Melchior, and smiled.

”He does not grasp the size of things yet,” he said. ”Why, Saxe, my lad, you heard the clap like thunder when the fall first took place?”

”Yes, of course.”

”Then don't you grasp that what looked like a cascade tumbling down was hundreds of tons of hard ice and snow in large fragments? Hark! there goes another.”

There was a deeper-toned roar now, and they stood looking up once more, with Saxe troubled by a feeling of awe, as the noise came rumbling and echoing to where they stood.

”That must have been a huge ma.s.s down,” said Dale at last, after they had looked up in vain, expecting some visible token of the avalanche.

”Yes, herr: away over that ridge. The snow falls at this time of the day. We shall not see any of that one. Shall we go on!”

”No, no!” cried Saxe excitedly, ”I want to see another one come down.