“Yes,” said his father, “we are going over them.”
“O father,” said Lucy, “we shall upset.”
“No,” said her father, “there is no danger, going down.”
“Why not?” said Royal.
“Because,” said his father, “I shall keep her head down, and then, if we strike a snag, it will do no harm.”
“What is a snag?” said Lucy.
“It is a log sunk in the water,” replied her father.
By this time they had begun to enter the rippling water, and the boat shot swiftly along, bounding over the little billows very merrily. Lucy was at first a little afraid, but she soon began to feel safe, and to enjoy the rapid motion. They soon reached the place where they had taken the boat, and, leaving it there, fastened securely as they had found it, they all went back across the intervals towards home.
THE END.