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Even across that tremendous body of rushing death； from which neither was really safe； both rivals' eyes gleamed hate at each other。
The wild beasts that a flood drives together on to some little eminence； lay down their natures； and the panther crouches and whimpers beside the antelope； but these were men； and could entertain the fiercest of human passions in the very jaws of death。
To be sure it was but for a moment； a new danger soon brought them both to their senses； an elm…tree whirling past grazed Coventry's plane…tree； it was but a graze； yet it nearly shook him off into the flood； and he yelled with fear： almost at the same moment a higher wave swept into Little's room； and the rising water set every thing awash； and burst over him as he kneeled with grace。 He got up； drenched and half…blinded with the turbid water； and； taking Grace in his arms； waded waist…high to his bed； and laid her down on it。
It was a moment of despair。 Death had entered that chamber in a new； unforeseen； and inevitable form。 The ceiling was low； the water was rising steadily； the bedstead floated； his chest of drawers floated； though his rifle and pistols lay on it； and the top drawers were full of the tools he always had about him： in a few minutes the rising water must inevitably jam Grace and him against the ceiling； and drown them like rats in a hole。
Fearful as the situation was； a sickening horror was added to it by the horrible smell of the water； it had a foul and appalling odor； a compound of earthiness and putrescence； it smelt like a newly…opened grave； it paralyzed like a serpent's breath。
Stout as young Little's heart was； it fainted now when he saw his bedstead； and his drawers； and his chairs； all slowly rising toward the ceiling； lifted by that cold； putrescent； liquid death。
But all men； and even animals； possess greater powers of mind； as well as of body； than they ever exert； unless compelled by dire necessity： and it would have been strange indeed if a heart so stanch； and a brain so inventive； as Little's； had let his darling die like a rat drowned in a hole； without some new and masterly attempt first made to save her。
To that moment of horror and paralysis succeeded an activity of mind and body almost incredible。 He waded to the drawers； took his rifle and fired both barrels at one place in the ceiling bursting a hole； and cutting a narrow joist almost in two。 Then he opened a drawer； got an ax and a saw out； and tried to wade to the bed； but the water now took him off his feet； and he had to swim to it instead； he got on it； and with his axe and his saw he contrived to paddle the floating bed under the hole in the ceiling； and then with a few swift and powerful blows of his ax soon enlarged that aperture sufficiently； but at that moment the water carried the bedstead away from the place。
He set to work with his saw and ax； and paddled back again。
Grace； by this time； was up on her knees； and in a voice； the sudden firmness of which surprised and delighted him； asked if she could help。
〃Yes；〃 said he； 〃you can。 On with my coat。〃
It lay on the bed。 She helped him on with it； and then he put his ax and saw into the pockets； and told her to take hold of his skirt。
He drew himself up through the aperture； and Grace； holding his skirts with her hands and the bed with her feet； climbed adroitly on to the head of the beda French bed made of mahoganyand Henry drew her through the aperture。
They were now on the false ceiling； and nearly jammed against the roof： Little soon hacked a great hole in that just above the parapet； and they crawled out upon the gutter。
They were now nearly as high as Coventry on his tree； but their house was rocking； and his tree was firm。
In the next house were heard the despairing shrieks of poor creatures who saw no way of evading their fate； yet the way was as open to them as to this brave pair。
〃Oh； my angel；〃 said Grace； 〃save them。 Then； if you die； you go to God。〃
〃All right；〃 said Henry。 〃Come on。〃
They darted down the gutter to the next house。 Little hacked a hole in the slates； and then in the wood…work； and was about to jump in； when the house he had just left tumbled all to pieces； like a house of sugar； and the debris went floating by； including the bedstead that had helped to save them。
〃O God！〃 cried Little； 〃this house will go next； run on to the last one。〃
〃No； Henry； I would rather die with you than live alone。 Don't be frightened for me； my angel。 Save lives； and trust to Jesus。〃
〃All right；〃 said Little； but his voice trembled now。
He jumped in； hacked a hole in the ceiling； and yelled to the inmates to give him their hands。
There was a loud cry of male and female voices。
〃My child first；〃 cried a woman； and threw up an infant； which Little caught and handed to Grace。 She held it； wailing to her breast。
Little dragged five more souls up。 Grace helped them out； and they ran along the gutter to the last house without saying 〃Thank you。〃
The house was rocking。 Little and Grace went on to the next； and he smashed the roof in； and then the ceiling； and Grace and he were getting the people out； when the house they had just left melted away； all but a chimney…stack； which adhered in jagged dilapidation to the house they were now upon。
They were now upon the last。 Little hacked furiously through the roof and ceiling； and got the people out； and now twenty…seven souls crouched in the gutter； or hung about the roof of this one house； some praying； but most of them whining and wailing。
〃What is the use of howling？〃 groaned Little。
He then drew his Grace to his panting bosom； and his face was full of mortal agony。
She consoled him。 〃Never mind； my angel。 God has seen you。 He is good to us； and lets us die together。〃
At this moment the house gave a rock； and there was a fresh burst of wailing。
This； connected with his own fears； enraged Henry。
〃Be quiet；〃 said he； sternly。 〃Why can't you die decently； like your betters？〃
Then he bent his head in noble silence over his beloved； and devoured her features as those he might never see again。
At this moment was heard a sound like the report of a gun： a large tree whirled down by the flood； struck the plane…tree just below the fork； and cut it in two as promptly as a scythe would go through a carrot。
It drove the upper part along； and； going with it； kept it perpendicular for some time； the white face and glaring eyes of Frederick Coventry sailed past these despairing lovers； he made a wild clutch at them； then sank in the boiling current； and was hurried away。
This appalling incident silenced all who saw it for a moment。 Then they began to wail louder than ever。
But Little started to his feet； and cried 〃Hurrah！〃
There was a general groan。
〃Hold your tongues；〃 he roared。 〃I've got good news for you。 The water was over the top windows； now it is an inch lower。 The reservoir must be empty by now。 The water will go down as fast as it rose。 Keep quiet for two minutes； and you will see。〃
Then no more was heard but the whimpering of the women； and； every now and then； the voice of Little； he hung over the parapet；