Strange Roads
the tribe could hold out for a while with their backs to a precipitous cliff and the sea; and if you climb the green billows of the outer walls, you come upon the road I mentioned—the short road.
It seems to lead easily to the very heart of the fort, and I can imagine the hosts of the besiegers foaming up it, howling triumph, their rearguard pressing them on. An easy way, and then a sharp turn: and the short road rushes down swiftly to the sheer edge of the cliff, and to the hollow-sounding sea far below.
Another strange road I know is by Marlborough. It leads up from
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