He began to move slowly of his own accord, supported by his rescuers.

They reached the ice-ridge.

It had no terrors now for Walter Hine.
"He had better be tied close between Pierre and myself," said Garratt Skinner.

"We came up that way." "Between Simond and Droz," said Chayne, quietly.
"As you will," said Garratt Skinner with a shrug of the shoulders.
Along the ice-ridge the party moved slowly and safely, carrying Hine between them.

As they passed behind the great rock tower at the lower end, the threatened snow began to fall in light flakes.
"Quickly," said Chayne.