Still it was lighter and the rain thinned gradually till at last it stopped.
The storm had rolled in majesty down the ways of night, and there was no sound round them save the sound of rushing water.
"John," said Jess presently, "can we do anything ?" "Nothing, dear." "Shall we escape, John ?" He hesitated.

"It is in God's hands, dear.

We are in great danger.

If the cart upsets we shall be drowned.

Can you swim ?" "No, John." "If we can hang on here till daylight we may get ashore, if those devils are not there to shoot us.