Shepard," he said.
The intensity of Shepard's gaze increased, and Harry never took his eyes
from those of his enemy. He intended like a prize fighter to read there
what the man's next effort would be.
"I don't see that it's my move," said Shepard, as he floated calmly.
"You're following me for the purpose of capturing me."
"To capture you, or delay you. Meanwhile, it seems to me that I'm
delaying you very successfully. I can't see that you're making much
progress towards Lee."
"That depends upon which way this river is flowing. You note that we
float gently with the stream."
"It's a poor argument. The Potomac flows directly by Washington, and
if we were to float on we'd float into the heart of great Northern
fortresses instead of Lee's camp."
"That's true as far as it goes, but it doesn't go far enough. I'm
leaving the river soon. You can have it all then."
"Thanks, but I think I'll go with you, Lieutenant Kenton."
"Then come to the bottom!" exclaimed Harry, as he dived forward like a
flash, seized Shepard by the ankles and headed for the bottom of the
river with him. The water gurgled in his eyes and ears and nose, but he
held on for many seconds, despite the man's desperate struggles.
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