After all Bandy-legs was not so sure about its being a raft. He began to hedge, and change his mind.
"Might be only a bunch of fence rails, and such stuff, that's got driven together in the flood, and is coming down on us in a heap," he announced. Max had about come to the same conclusion himself, though hesitating to announce his opinion while the others seemed to have an entirely different idea about the thing.
"But do you see that dark object on it move any?" he asked Bandy-legs.
"Well, now, seemed to me it did move just then," came the answer, that caused the boys to once more rivet their gaze on the approaching float, while their nerves began, to tingle with suspense.
A few seconds later and Toby declared that he too had seen the thing raise its head; though he hastily added:
"But it didn't act like a h-h-human b-b-being any that I could notice."
"What in the dickens can it be?" Steve was asking, and then he gave a sort of gasp, for the bridge had actually swayed in a way that caused. his heart to seemingly stand still.
"She's agoing to move out right away, I do believe, boys!" cried Bandy-legs, as he looked longingly toward the shore.
There was Shack Beggs almost half-way to the end of the bridge, and walking as fast as he could. From his manner it looked as though Shack would only too gladly have sprinted for the land, only that he hated to hear the jeering remarks which his cronies were sure to send at him for showing the white feather; so he compromised by walking ever so fast.
"Hadn't we better be going, Max?" asked Steve.