the same fair treatment will be accorded to all.' And Jules laughed a low, penetrating laugh.
He was in the midst of this laugh when he lurched suddenly forward.
'What'r' you doing of aboard my barge?
Off you goes!' It was a boy's small shrill voice that sounded in the night.

A ragged boy's small form had appeared silently behind Jules, and two small arms with a vicious shove precipitated him into the water.

He fell with a fine gurgling splash.

It was at once obvious that swimming was not among Jules' accomplishments.

He floundered wildly and sank.