It is a risky matter going through the bridge, I tell you, at half tide.

Sit steady, whatever you do.

Here they come in pursuit, Roger.

Bend to the sculls," and in a couple of minutes they reached the bridge.
"Steady, steady," shouted Jacob, as the boat shot a fall, some eight feet in depth, with the rapidity of an arrow.

For a moment it was tossed and whirled about in the seething waves below, and then, thanks to Jacob's presence of mind and Harry's obedience to his orders, it emerged safely into the smooth water below the bridge.