Toward midnight, the rain almost stopped, but the strong wind began to blow. Gilbert could only depend on Roger's sense of direction. Roger's feet began to be in gradually swelling water.
The ford (浅滩) was only eighteen meters across. The flood reached his horse's body. He thought Roger could swim that distance. But soon Gilbert noticed he seemed wrong.
What was that? A strange sound. The sound came nearer, and became a wild roar (吼叫). "Dam! Dam!" cried Gilbert, "the dam has fallen down! "He turned Roger's head, but the brave horse struggled (艰难的行进) through the unstoppable flood though the wave already touched his side.
Suddenly, Gilbert felt the surface of a tree and drew himself from the saddle (马鞍) while Roger was freed, struggled in the flood and disappeared. At last, though still half in the water★, yet far from being saved.
About one hour later Gilbert raised his head and heard a familiar (熟悉的)sound—the neigh (嘶鸣)of a horse. He looked around and saw that a man on horseback came nearer, with Roger aside. He cried aloud—a strange, unnatural cry. The horseman heard it, and soon came to save him. However, Gilbert was too tired to thank him, or ask how he had found him and where they were going.
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