Charley, with a light and quick step, passed over the thwarts, and, disregarding Mrs.Woodward's scream, let himself down, over the gun-wale behind her seat into the water.
Katie can hardly be said to have sunk at all.

She had, at least, never been so much under the water as to be out of sight.

Her clothes kept up her light body; and when Charley got close to her, she had been carried up to the piers of the bridge, and was panting with her head above water, and beating the stream with her little hands.
She was soon again in comparative safety.

Charley had her by one arm as he held on with the other to the boat, and kept himself afloat with his legs.

Mrs.Woodward leaned over and caught her daughter's clothes; while Linda, who had seen what had happened, stood shrieking on the barge, as it made its way on, heedless of the ruin it left behind.
Another boat soon came to their assistance from the shore, and Mrs.Woodward and Katie were got safely into it.