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 three or four minutes he stood once more in his old place panting.
"Wait till he gets his breath, Melchior," said Dale. "There, boy, it has
been a splendid lesson for you, in a place where the worst that could
have happened to you was a sharp glissade and some skin off your hands
and face. That ice-axe ought to have been driven like lightning into the
snow, or the pick held towards it downward. It would have ploughed in
and anchored you." "I'll try better next time," said Saxe. "I'm sorry
I'm so stupid." "The young herr did well," cried Melchior warmly. "Why,
I have known men hang from the rope helpless and afraid to stir at such
a time. Ready? Vorwarts!" He started again, cutting a step here and
there, but very few now; and a quarter of an hour later a long path took
them to where the smooth slope gave place to piled-up