Tom flung the coil of rope below, then followed it.

Hazelton and Dalzell, an instant later, were with their comrades.
"Come on, now," ordered Darrin, who had snatched up the coil of rope and was darting over the roof.

"Dick's waiting for us." Prescott, still looking below, heard the swish of ropes on the roof as Dave uncoiled and threw the lengths out.
"Good!" yelled Dick, looking back.

"Tom, you take a turn or two of the rope around that chimney, for anchor.

Dave, you stand here at the roof edge to pay out the rope.