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Hopalong and Red reached the edge of the arroyo first and plunged over the bank into the yellow storm-water swirling along the bottom like a miniature flood. After them came Buck, Neal, and the others, the water shooting up in sheets as each successive horse plunged in.
Then upon the world, swirling and pounding meaninglessly, there came an intense quiet. She knew that the outer world was as serene as ever; but a great throbbing pain within showed her that it was only her own little atom of self that was revolutionized. Nature was not upset. There was still order for her to hold fast to. For the first time she began to analyze herself and her emotions.
There were some long, flowing lines and a swirling sound that might have been water, and low growls in the bass, and a general rumbling and gritting and sliding and tumbling among the notes. The sounds stopped altogether. The youth sat staring before him. Applause broke from the audience. The youth got up and left the platform. Uncle William stared after him with open mouth. "Has he got her done?"
The river was narrower here, and the stream was running with great rapidity, swirling and heaving as it went, but with a smooth even surface. "Two hundred yards farther up," the boy said, "is the beginning of the deep; if you take the water there you will get across so as to climb up by that sloping bank just opposite."
At all events the two little newcomers, cowering somewhat under the glittering gaze of their preceptress, drew for protection close to one another, small hand found small hand, and a friendship was cemented which the swirling years had proved unable to break. Their later experiences at this fountain of learning served only to draw them closer still.
There were many tracks close to the cabin where they themselves, as well as the girl, had moved to and fro. Their roving glances went farther afield. Plain as the swirling waters in the wake of a boat stretched the tracks of a snowshoer across the lower end of the lake. They pushed across to examine them closer, following them a dozen yards to the edge of the ice-field.
And with the thought he turned, breathless from the buffeting spray of a mighty wave, to find a woman standing near him on the swirling deck. She stood poised lightly as a bird prepared for flight, her head bare, her face upturned to the storm. Her hands were fast gripped upon the rail, and the gleam of a gold ring caught Carey's eye. He saw that she was unconscious of his presence.
These were reinforced by as many more; and together they followed the trail of the retreating British to Stony Creek and camped there for the night. Vincent and his sixteen hundred British regulars were in bivouac ten miles beyond. The mishap at Fort George had by no means knocked the fight out of them. A confused battle followed. The two forces intermingled in cursing, stabbing, swirling groups.
He was dragged down by the swirling stream, and when he rose he dimly saw the canoe a few yards in front of him. He failed to reach her she was traveling faster than he was and, though he could swim well, he grew horribly afraid.
No other ears had heard, no other eyes had seen, the signs that the old seaman had sensed above the sucking of the pumps. "She rises, I tell ye!" Then from the swirling water alongside, rising swiftly as the tide made, came a long, hollow sound like a Gargantuan boot being tugged out of a morass.
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