"We made a mistake in not bringing more.

But Pierre was so certain that we should reach Chamonix to-night." "We shall die to-night," said Pierre.
"Nonsense," said Garratt Skinner.

"We are not the first party which has been caught by the night." Their stock of food was certainly low.

It consisted of a little bread, a tin of sardines, a small pot of jam, some cold bacon, a bag of acid-drops, a couple of cakes of chocolate, and a few biscuits.
"We must keep some for the morning," he said.

"Don't fall asleep, Wallie! You had better take off your boots and muffle your feet in the _Ruecksack_.