Somebody had been over already, but that was two days before.
She just came walking down on this side where we are, and the engineer, he
was coming down the road on the other side--he'd been out on his bicycle
somewhere. Then they caught sight of each other and waved or made a sign
or something, for they were cousins or something, both of them. Then the
lady must have mistaken him somehow, the engineer says, and thought he was
beckoning, for she started to come across. He shouted at her not to, but
she didn't hear, and he'd got his bicycle and couldn't move, but, anyhow,
some one had got across before. The engineer told the police all about how
it happened, and it was written down, every word. Well, and then when
she's half-way across, she goes down. A rotten piece of ice it must have
been where she trod. And the engineer, he comes down like lightning on his
bicycle through the town and up to the hotel and starts ringing. I never
heard the like, the way he rang. 'There's someone in the river!' he cries
out.
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