Pierre, however, hurried; Walter Hine heard the guide's voice behind him, felt himself steadied by his hands.

He stooped slowly down, knelt upon the wall, then bestrode it.
"Now, forward," cried Skinner, and he pulled in the rope.

"Forward.

We cannot go back!" Hine clung to the ridge; behind him Pierre Delouvain sat down and held him about the waist.

Slowly they worked themselves forward, while Garratt Skinner gathered in the rope in front.