The current rose nigh to their hips, but it was swift and they staggered, while now and again the cart slipped sideways with the stream.

The worst was over, and Frona found herself holding her breath.

The water had sunk to the knees of the two foremost men, when a strap snapped on one nearest the cart.

His pack swung suddenly to the side, overbalancing him.

At the same instant the man next to him slipped, and each jerked the other under.