." The tears were running down his face.
"We must wait for the tide," said Taffy gently, and tried to lead him away, but he would not go.

So they left him to watch and wait while they returned to their work.
Before noon they recovered and fixed the broken wire cable.

The iron cradle had disappeared, but to rig up a sling and carry out an endless line was no difficult job, and when this was done Taffy crossed over to the island rock and began to inspect damages.
His working gear had suffered heavily, two of his windlasses were disabled, scaffolding, platforms, hods, and loose planks had vanished; a few small tools only remained, mixed together in a mash of puddled lime.

But the masonry stood unhurt, all except a few feet of the upper course on the seaward side, where the gale, giving the cement no time to set, had shaken the dove-tailed stones in their sockets--a matter easily repaired.
Shortly before three a shout recalled them to the mainland.

The tide was drawing towards low water, and three of the men set to work at once to open a channel and drain off the pool about the base of the big rock.