My God, these journalists do love to splash about in their emotions.
When he was on it he heard the splash of oars below him in the Pool, but he took no heed of it.
She heard Artois get in, the boat pushed off, the splash of the oars.
Presently they were dashing into the midst of it, and everything was drowned in the splash and roar.
If this is a trickle then Noah's flood ...