Climbing the Garter Rope

Jane handed his pack to Timon. You know I can't climb with this, he said. Someone more foolish might have tried though. Don't worry, I'll keep it for you. Why should I worry? Jane tested the rope. It was thinner than he would have preferred but surprisingly strong and the hook was well placed. After that, climbing up was easy. He reached a point just under and behind the garter rope seat where he crouched. His feet securely planted in the lee of adjoining braces and listened for several seconds. Nothing. Her majesty has just left a nightlight. How practical. Must be cold though.