There was no sign of nature's dangerous mood.
Dr.Bentley first of all ordered that the canvas be lifted and cast aside.

The tent was badly wrecked and burned, though the rain had prevented the rising of flames that might have burned the bodies of the five unconscious boys.
"Throw your coat off, Darrin, and do the work of four men for a few minutes," said Dr.Bentley tersely.
"I'll do the work of a hundred," replied Dave, "if I can find the way." After some minutes of hard work Tom Reade opened his eyes.

Shortly after this the puffing of one of the hotel launches was heard.
For the doctor, while hurrying into his clothes, had left word with Mrs.Bentley what to do.

The launch brought another and much larger tent, with cots, bedding and other things, as well as four capable workmen.
Greg came to next.

Neither he nor Reade, however, were good for much at the time.