He placed a few pieces of wood among them, so as to keep in the fire until their return.
Then, preceded by the dog, who seemed to invite them by short barks to come with him, and followed by the reporter and the boy, he dashed out, after having put up in his handkerchief the remains of the supper.
The storm was then in all its violence, and perhaps at its height.

Not a single ray of light from the moon pierced through the clouds.

To follow a straight course was difficult.

It was best to rely on Top's instinct.
They did so.

The reporter and Herbert walked behind the dog, and the sailor brought up the rear.