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The boat was in the middle of the current, at nearly equal distances from either shore, and being carried down at the rate of two versts an hour, when Michael, springing to his feet, bent his gaze up the river.
Several boats, aided by oars as well as by the current, were coming swiftly down upon them.
Michael’s brow contracted, and a cry escaped him.
“What is the matter?” asked the girl.
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The terrified boatmen uttered exclamations of despair and dropped their poles.
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“Even to leap into the water when I tell you?”
“Whenever you tell me.”
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At the next moment a violent blow was felt. The boats had run into the ferryboat.
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