"Then stand holding to the pole until I get down into the balcony." Dick obeyed as one who could no longer think for himself.
This done, Dave slipped down the spire's slope, by the aid of the rope, until his feet touched the balcony's floor.

Now he stood with upturned face and arms uplifted.
"Use the rope and come down, Dick," hailed.

Darrin softly.

"I'm here to catch you, if you need it." Down came Prescott, holding to the rope, but helped more by Dave's loyal arms.
"Help Prescott inside, you two," Dave ordered sharply.

Then, after the men inside the spire top had obeyed, Dave swung himself in.