It is new and it is strong, and it is fairly caught on the rock.

I can see that." "But I can't hang here until you go and get help," cried the girl, not much reassured.
"I am going to climb to the top by an easier way and pull you up again," Regina answered.

"Then we can get down together." While Regina was speaking she had already begun the ascent, which was easy enough for her, at the point she had chosen, though many an Alpine climber might have envied the quickness and sureness of her hold with feet and hands.

She realised that she had forgotten her shoes now, and was glad that she had taken them off.
"One minute more!" she cried in an encouraging tone, when she had almost reached the top.
"Quick!" came the imploring answer.
Then Regina was lying flat on the ledge above the girl, stretching both hands down and catching the slender white wrists with a hold like steel.

And then, feeling herself held and safe to move, the girl looked up, and Regina was looking into Aurora's face below her.