They had already been deprived of their armour, but had luckily contrived to retain their daggers in their belts, which they had again girdled on before entering the water.

The stream hurried them rapidly along, and they had only to keep themselves afloat.

They were soon at the corner of the castle.

A few strokes farther and they again felt the wall which lined the moat.

The stream still swept them along, they felt the masonry come to an end, and bushes and shrubs lined the bank.