Though not as absolutely reckless as Molly, Midget was daring
enough, and, placing the empty bucket on the very edge of the
curb, she put her feet in, and, standing on her toes with her
heels against the side of the bucket, she wound her arms about the
chain as Molly had done, and twisted about until the bucket fell
off the edge.

Had the girls been more nearly of equal weight, their plan would
have worked better; but as Marjorie was so much heavier than
Molly, the laws of gravitation claimed her, and she went swiftly
down.

The instant that she started, Molly realized this, and her quick
wits told her that, unless stopped, Marjorie's bucket would dive
deep into the water.

It was a critical situation, and had it not been for Molly's
presence of mind a tragedy might have resulted. As it was, she
bravely grasped at Marjorie as she passed her; and with a sudden
bump, as the two buckets hit together and then fell apart, Molly
clutched at Marjorie, and the buckets paused side by side, while
the girls shivered and shook, partly with fear and partly with
fun.

"What are we going to do?" said Molly. "If I let go of you, you'll
go smash into the water, and I'll fly up to the top!"

"Keep hold of me, then," replied Midget, who had a wonderful power
of adapting herself to a situation.