They hissed and spluttered into the water.

Soon all trace of the road was completely lost.

They steered only by the tops of the white posts.
"It's getting deeper," the man declared.

"It's within an inch or two of the bonnet now.

Hold on." A wave broke almost over them but the engine continued its beat.
"If we stop now," he gasped, "we're done!" The engine began to knock.
"Stick at it," Gerald cried, rising in his place a little.