Jimmy's grab for him seemed more a push than a pull, and the three rolled to the bottom, and half way across the flooded ditch.

The ditch was frozen over, but they were shaken, and smothered in snow.

The whole howling party came streaming down the embankment.

Dannie held aloft his torch and discovered Jimmy lying face down in a drift, making no effort to rise, and the Thread Man feebly tugging at him and imploring some one to come and help get Malone out.

Then Dannie slunk behind the others and yelled until he was tired.
By and by Jimmy allowed himself to be dragged out.
"Who the thunder was that come buttin' into us ?" he blustered.