side in an instant, grappling with Midshipman
Darrin and towing him to the side of the boat.

"All in!" cried Midshipman Gray jubilantly.

"Except Dan. Where's he?" muttered Dave weakly, as he sat on
one of the side seats.

"I'll signal him," muttered Wolgast, and hastened forward to the
anchor cable. This he seized and shook clumsily several times.
The vibrated motion must have been imparted downward, for soon
Dan Dalzell's head came above water.

"Everyone all right?" called Dan, as soon as he had gulped in
a mouthful of air.

"O.K." nodded Wolgast. "Come alongside and let me haul you in."

"You let me alone," muttered Dalzell, coming alongside and grasping
the rail. "Do you think a short cold bath makes me too weak to
attend to myself?"

With that Dan drew himself aboard. Back in the cockpit Mrs. Meade
and some of the girls were in frenzied way doing their best to
revive Pauline Butler, who, at the present moment, showed no signs
of life.

"Let me take charge of this reviving job. I've taken several
tin medals in first aid to the injured," proclaimed Farley modestly.

In truth the midshipman had a decided knack for this sort of work.
He assailed it with vigor, making a heap of life preservers,
and over these placing Miss Butler, head downward. Then Farley
took vigorous charge of the work of "rolling" out the water that
Miss Butler must have taken into her system.

"Get anchor up and start the steamer back to Annapolis at the
best speed possible," ordered Dave, long before he could talk
in a natural voice.

Wolgast and Dan aided Danny in hoisting the anchor. Steam was
crowded on and the little craft cut a swift, straight path for
Annapolis.

"Pauline is opening her eyes!" cried Farley, after twenty minutes
more of vigorous work in trying to restore the girl.

The girl's eyes merely fluttered, though, as a slight sigh escaped
her. The eyelids fell again, and there was but a trace of motion
at the pulse.

"We mustn't lose the poor child, now that we've succeeded in proving
a little life there," cried Mrs. Meade anxiously.

"Now, that's what I call a reflection on the skill of Dr. Farley,"
protested that midshipman in mock indignation. It was necessary,
at any amount of trouble, to keep these women folks on fair spirits
until Annapolis was reached. Then, perhaps, many of them would
faint.

All of the dry jackets of midshipmen aboard had been thrown
protectingly around the girls who had