“Help! Help!”
It was a man’s voice.
“That settles it,” declared Frank. “There has been an accident out there and some one is hurt. He’ll freeze to death if we leave him out there.”
“We’ll get him. Listen again, fellows, and see where the sound is coming from.”
The cry was repeated. They judged that the man, whoever he was, was out in the blizzard, almost immediately in front of the place where they were now standing.
“Let’s go,” said Frank.
He took the lead, left the island, and plunged out into the snowy waste. The others followed. Once beyond shelter of the island they caught the full force of the wind. It came howling down on them, flinging snow about them in clouds. They could scarcely see one another, so furious was the blizzard.
“Help!”
“We’re coming!” shouted Frank.
In a few moments they could see a dark mass ahead.