Take Jude and Sounder in leash.

If you find his trail below along the wall, yell for us.

Meanwhile, Wallace and I will hang over the rim and watch for him." Going down, in one sense, was much easier than had appeared, for the reason that once started we moved on sliding beds of weathered stone.
Each of us now had an avalanche for a steed.

Frank forged ahead with a roar, and then seeing danger below, tried to get out of the mass.

But the stones were like quicksand; every step he took sunk him in deeper.
He grasped the smooth cliff, to find holding impossible.