“Tight it is, sir,” shouted Sergeant James.
“Look here, Lennox,” cried Roby hoarsely; “can you unfasten the rope and tie it to the corporal? We can see nothing from up here.”
“That’s what I’m trying to find out, sir,” replied Lennox.—“Yes, I think so.”
“Think! You must be sure,” cried Dickenson, whose voice sounded husky and strange. “Look here, I’m going to slide down to you.”
“Silence!” roared the captain. “You will do nothing of the kind.—Look here, Lennox.”
“I’m all attention, sir.”
“If you can’t do as I say I must send for another rope.”
“No, no, it would be horrible to leave the poor fellow; he’d slip off the rock.”
“Then you must stay with him.”
“Very well, sir,” said Lennox after a short pause.