He sputtered and spit water out of his mouth. Aside from the floating paddles, there was nothing to be seen of the canoe. Behind him, the Coast Guard boat was sinking, the stern stuck comically in the air as it slipped beneath the lake.  He began swimming towards Lyra, but a strong pair of hooves grabbed him under the arms and pulled him away.  He looked up and saw that Kate was riding on the back of this green pony, and he started struggling and dropped back in the water, next to Lyra. He reached over and grabbed for her as a wave broke across his face and—