rather crawl it little before although something form make out cut away seem as away best come up Having passed what I considered the worst obstacle, our spirits rose. We made our way towards the left cliff, where the going was better, though 1 steeper. Here we found 2 snow, as most of 3 seemed to have been blown off the mountain. There was no vision of the mountains in the distance, the clouds were 4 forming all round us. About one o'clock a storm 5 suddenly. We should have noticed its coming but we were concentrating on cutting steps and 6 we had time to do anything, we were unsighted by snow. We could not move up or down and had to wait motionless, getting colder and colder. 7 my hood, my nose and cheeks were frostbitten, I dare not take a hand out of my glove to warm them. After two hours of this, I realized we would have to do 98 to avoid being frozen to death where we stood. From time to time through the mist I had 8 the outline of a buttress (扶垛) just above us, to descend in this wind was out of the question. Our only hope was to climb up to the buttress, and dig out a platform at the foot of it on which we could pitch our tent. We climbed to this place and started to 9 the ice. At first my companion 10 to regard this situation 11 hopeless but gradually the wind died 12 and he clean up. At last we made a platform big enough to pitch the tent, and we did this as 13 as we could. We 14 into our sleeping bags and fell asleep, feeling that we were lucky to be still alive.