It has broken." Frona was watching the barrier.

"No, it hasn't," she denied.
"But the water no longer rises like a race-horse." "Nor does it stop rising." He was puzzled for the nonce.

Then his face brightened.

"Ah! I have it! Above, somewhere, there is another jam.

Most excellent, is it not ?" She caught his excited hand in hers and detained him.