“Tad, are you all right?” shouted Kitty.
“No-o-o! Stuck!”
Kitty pulled his cap on firmly, threw off his coat and kicked his feet out of the heavy shoes he wore. “You go down and see where he is,” he said to Rodney. “I’ll climb up.”
CHAPTER XVII
KITTY CLIMBS TO THE RESCUE
In a flash Kitty was off the ledge and worming his way with hands and feet up the side of the Rock. Rodney, followed by the twins, hurried down the path to the ground below and then around to the other side. The first thing they saw was Kitty, scrambling fast about fifty feet up the ledge, and then their gaze found Tad. He was flattened against the face of the Rock at what looked a fearsome distance from the earth. Both hands were clutched desperately at the stone, and one foot was thrust into a crevice. But the other foot hung in the air. Evidently he could find no support for it. The summit of the Rock seemed to be about ten or twelve feet above his head. The twins gazed upward with white and horrified faces. Rodney put his hands to his mouth and called:
“Can you hold on, Tad? Kitty is coming up!”