We shan't get back to the Captain's to-night." We were rising on the first shoulder of Mirngish, and daylight was rapidly departing.

I looked back.

Nothing but a vast sea of fog, one snow peak rising from it like an iceberg from a frozen sea, piercing the clear frosy air like a crystal of lead and silver.
"We must hurry on," I said, "or we shall never have daylight to find the bracelet.

We shall never find our way home through that fog, without a breath of wind to guide us.

What shall we do ?" "I noticed to-day, sir," said Dick, "a track that crossed the hill to the east; if we can get on that, and keep on it, we are sure to get somewhere.