Scarfe crawled along the ladder cautiously till within reach of the almost exhausted Jeffreys, and caught him under the shoulder, dragging him partially up.
"I can hold now," said Jeffreys, "if you and Percy will drag the ladder.
Julius, hold me, and drag too." This combined effort succeeded.

A minute later, Jeffreys, numbed with cold but otherwise unhurt, was being escorted on his one skate between Percy and Scarfe for the shore, where Raby awaited him with a look that revived him as nothing else could..