Nearly all the timber, &c., of the hut is on shore, the remainder half-way there.

The ponies are picketed in a line on a convenient snow slope so that they cannot eat sand.

Oates and Anton are sleeping ashore to watch over them.

The dogs are tied to a long length of chain stretched on the sand; they are coiled up after a long day, looking fitter already.

Meares and Demetri are sleeping in the green tent to look after them.