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In a second all that she had heard on this subject from the Percival
family flashed through Darsie's brain. The gates were frail, so eaten
by long action of water, that at the impact of a heavy mass they would
almost certainly burst apart, and then--what would happen to the punt
and to its hapless occupant? Would she be hurled against a broken
boulder, wedged helplessly beneath the debris, or rushed forward into
the swirl of the millpond itself? Whatever happened it seemed certain
that danger--and serious danger--loomed close at hand, unless she could
succeed in overmastering the current and landing the punt safely at the
little jetty. At this moment it was not fear but rather an exhilarating
tingling of excitement of which Darsie was most aware. Here was an
adventure--a full-fledged adventure, such as came but seldom to break
the monotony of life!
For the sake of her future credit she must bear herself bravely, be
swift, resourceful, energetic. With all her strength she plied the
paddle to and fro, but for all the effect produced she might as well
have sat still upon her cushions. It would have required an experienced
hand to guide the heavy punt through the sweeping current, and under
Darsie's unpractised strokes it twisted, and turned, and revolved in
aimless and disconcerting circles... No matter! she was determined to
win; by hook or by crook she must make the left side of the stream and
gain an anchorage. The jetty or the millpond--that was the alternative,
and it was one to put power into the arm and give staying power to the
laboured breath! The moments were flying now, the banks seemed to be
flitting past more quickly than ever. Darsie tried to convert the
paddle into an oar, with which to steer more vigorously for the desired
bank; then came a breathless second of suspense, followed by a sickening
realisation of failure. The punt had swept past the jetty at a distance
just wide enough to make it impossible to grasp the chain, and was now
bearing straight for the wooden gates!
CHAPTER TWELVE.
DARSIE'S SUGGESTION.
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