What are you going to do ?" Paul had dropped his hat in the stream below the bridge and was watching to see where it went over the crest.

It swept over the edge a few feet to the right of the boat.
He moved up a little and tried next by dropping his coat.

This caught fairly against the boat.

Then before they knew what he was doing, he had climbed over the rail of the bridge and had dropped into the swiftly moving water below.
"Done it!" gasped Hutchins.
Paul's arms were clinging around the bow of the boat.

He twisted his body, the current helping him, and gained the top of the tarpaulin.