At the same moment the Ghoojur at the front, on his black horse, flung up his arms and tumbled sideways into the water, which splashed over his animal's head.
Frightened, the horse reared, pawed the air, and, whirling about, galloped back to the bank, sending the water flying in showers from his hoofs.
"Score me a bull's-eye!" called Jack Everson, who in his pleasure over his success, could not wait for the result.
"But see!" cried Mary, "you have only infuriated them.

Oh! father, how can we save ourselves ?".