He promptly sat down in the surf and did not move.

Then I suddenly realized what I had forgotten, that both his feet were frost- bitten badly.

Some of us jumped over and pulled him into a dry place.
It was a rather rough experience for Blackborrow, but, anyhow, he is now able to say that he was the first man to sit on Elephant Island.
Possibly at the time he would have been willing to forgo any distinction of the kind.

We landed the cook with his blubber-stove, a supply of fuel and some packets of dried milk, and also several of the men.

Then the rest of us pulled out again to pilot the other boats through the channel.