British -- Italy -- Fiction; Dogs -- Fiction; Young women -- Fiction
They all knew something of the danger. At his quietest Tiber is no
ordinary river, very rarely do you see a boat upon his surface, and the
ferries have ropes stretched across, by which to bear up against the
slow but mighty force of the old river.
And now he had done all this mischief higher up, and was within an ace
of flooding Rome. What could live in those sweeping and turbulent
eddies?
"For Heaven's sake don't be so mad, Ibbetson!" said Captain Leyton,
laying a hand on his arm. "It's hopeless to attempt to save the poor
little beggar--utterly hopeless! If anything could be done, I wouldn't
say a word, but this is only throwing away life. Don't, my dear fellow,
don't!"
Miss Penington broke into terrified appeals. Phillis, pale as death,
was standing by Jack's side, looking into his face, but not attempting
to dissuade him. Perhaps he did not hear Captain Leyton; he was looking
coolly and thoughtfully at the river as if to take in all the chances.
A wave dashed up over their feet. Then he suddenly stooped down and
kissed Phillis, held her, and gazed into her eyes for a moment. "God
bless you, Phillis," he said. Afterwards he did not look back.
For a few steps he walked along the top of the bank, sinking each
instant into its yielding surface, until, as the water swept over it
more and more, he let himself down by its inner side, and half swimming,
half clinging, gained a little ground, though slowly. This was the
easiest part of all, but one danger at least was as great here as
elsewhere. Every instant added to the insecurity of the bank. Every
moment it seemed almost a miracle that it should be left. So terrific,
indeed, was the force of the current that it swept Ibbetson backwards
and forwards against it like a battering ram, and these very blows were
an additional peril. Still he was able to battle on, those on the bank
watching with agonising anxiety; Cartouche running backwards and
forwards, whining uneasily, looking in their faces, looking at the
water.
"He has reached the tree," Captain Leyton said in a breathless whisper.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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