Come on then, but don't make a sound; them lads are more liable to hear than they are to see us.

Let me go first." The log was at the other end of the little island, but there was a considerable rift in the rock surface, not deep, but of sufficient width to permit the passage of a body.

The jagged stone made the way rough in the dark, and Westcott found himself at the upper extremity, gashed and bruised by the contact.
Brennan had already lowered himself into the water, assisted in the downward climb by some low, tough bushes whose tendrils clung tenaciously to the smooth rock.

Westcott followed silently, and found footing in about three feet of water, where it swirled around the base of the island.

From this low point, their eyes close to the surface of the stream, the men could dimly discern the shore lines silhouetted against the slightly lighter sky.