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Another thing, you'd better put another belt on Miss Thompson. You'll find some leather and a buckle in my kit. There's sewing material there also." "How far shall we have to climb?" asked Hazel. "'Bout a thousand feet, as a bird flies," Janus answered, with a careless gesture. "Ob, thave me!" wailed Tommy desperately. "I can't thtand any more."
A scream, followed by a loud splash, startled the passengers on board the "Red Rover." They rushed for the door. "Tommy's fallen overboard!" yelled Harriet. Beaching the lower deck they saw one little white hand holding aloft a pitcher, and lower down, scarcely discernible, a bit of tow hair and a freckled nose. "Thave me!" wailed Tommy. "We ought to leave you," flung back Margery.
"I found you there." "I don't know. I don't remember anything that occurred after I was hit by the trunk until I began to realize that some one was working over me, and that I wished to be let alone. I was so comfortable that I did not wish to be disturbed." "Thave me!" exclaimed Tommy. "How long did you work over me?" "More than an hour," replied Miss Elting.
For the second time that night the Meadow-Brook Girls scrambled from their beds in alarm. "Tommy, Tommy, what is the matter?" cried Harriet, springing to the little girl's side. "I thaw the motht terrible fathe," moaned Tommy. "Oh, thave me." "Nonsense, Tommy," laughed Harriet. "You've just had one of those nightmares you were talking about when you bade us good night."
She was held to her seat by the steering wheel for a few seconds, but not so much as a thought of fear entered her mind. Crazy Jane went to work methodically to free herself, which she succeeded in doing a few seconds after her companions had reached the surface. "Thave me, oh, thave me!" wailed Tommy Thompson chokingly. There followed a great splashing, accompanied by shouts and choking coughs.
"I wouldn't go in that water again for a dollar and fifty thentth; no, not for a dollar and theventy-five thentth." Tommy began backing away, as though fearing the others might insist and assist her in. Suddenly she uttered a scream. "Thave me!" yelled Tommy. They saw her lurch backward; her feet left the pier; then came a splash.
Janus, for the instant, was overcome with surprise, but he pulled himself together sharply, running to his pack and snatching up his revolver. "It's our man!" cried Harriet. "I made him run." "Thave me!" wailed Tommy, throwing herself flat on her face behind a rock. Janus had clattered down the rocks after the intruder. The guide's revolver began to speak.
No one of the party ever had, except Harriet, who could make very good progress that way. "Hold your breath, dear," suggested Harriet sweetly. "You will not swallow so much water that way." "How how long must I hold it?" "Not more than five minutes," comforted Crazy Jane. "Thave " She did not complete the sentence, because a volume of water rolled into her open mouth.
Cots were overturned, the oil stove went over with a crash, and the table was hurled the length of the cabin, landing bottom side up at the rear end of the cabin. A chorus of terrified, choking screams followed the second crash, that, to their overwrought imaginations, seemed to have lasted for hours. "Thave me! We're thinking!" wailed Tommy Thompson. "Harriet!
"You won't think tho after we have all gone and drowned ourthelveth from thith from the what ith the name of the thhip on which we are going to thail the thalt water?" "Her name is 'The Sister Sue," replied Mr. McCarthy. "Thave me!" wailed Tommy. "The boat may be all right, but think of being drowned in a name like that!
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