When the little troop halted on the shore of Loch Venachoir, the mists
which had lingered on the brow of Ledi slowly descended into the
valley; and covering the mouth of the pass that led from the loch,
seemed to shut them at once between the mountain and that world of
waters. Ker, who had never been in these tracks before, wondered at
their sublimity, and became alarmed lest they should lose their way
amid such infinite windings. But Murray, who remembered having once
explored them with his father, led promptly forward by a steep, rough
road in the side of the mountain. As they clung by the slippery rocks
which overhung the lake, its mists dissolved into a heavy shower, and,
by degrees clearing away, discovered the shining heads of Ben Lomond
and Ben Chochan.
The party soon entered a precipitous labyrinth of craigs; and, passing
onward, gradually descended amid pouring torrents, and gaping chasms
overlaced with branching trees, till the augmented roar of waters
intimated to Murray, they drew near the great fall of Glenfinlass. The
river, though rushing on its course with the noise of thunder, was
scarcely discerned through the thick forest which groaned over its
waves.
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