shall we take him?" asked Grace in dismay.

"To the landing," replied Cleo, who still rowed with Margaret, while
Julia clung to the stern of the boat in horror.

The boy looked so lifeless! Could he be dead?

As he lay there his delicate features seemed more than death-like; they
seemed dead!

"Oh, mercy, do hurry!" pleaded Grace. "Let me help you pull," she asked,
getting hold of Margaret's oar.

The small boat was now over crowded, and it was with difficulty the
girls managed to give the boy sufficient room.

"Can't we call any one?" suggested Julia.

"Not any one in sight now," replied Louise. "We spent more time than we
imagined. See, it is sun down."

"But what made him go like that?" Margaret whispered. "He had only been
in the water a few minutes."

"Maybe the fright," said Cleo, noticing how high the lad's forehead was,
and with what evident care he had been dressed. His glasses were still
on, and the sunset made ghostly shadows on his face.

"I'm so glad he didn't topple over when I touched his boat," said
Louise. "I should have thought it all my fault, if he had."

"Nonsense," replied Grace. "He was bound to fall overboard. He did not
seem to know he was on the water. But isn't it too bad there is no one
around to call? Every one is gone now."

They rowed as vigorously as their young arms could serve the strokes,
and it took but a few moments to get out in a straight line for the
pier.

As the girls came within hailing distance of the dock the captain there,
seeing something was wrong, hurried to the steps to meet them.

"What's this? What happened?" he asked.

"He fell overboard. Oh, please hurry to revive him," pleaded Julia. "He
looks so death-like."

Leaning over the boat the man picked the frail boy up in his arms and
carried him up the pier as quickly as it was possible to do so.

"He moved. Look!" called Julia. "See, he is moving! Oh, I am so glad he
is not dead."

"He could hardly have died," replied Louise, thus reassuring her nervous
companions. "Still, I am glad to see he does move. Do you think we
should follow them up there?"

"Oh, see the crowd gathering," exclaimed Margaret. "We can't do anything
to help. Let's row out and bring in his boat. We would attract a lot of
foolish attention up there."

This was considered the best plan, and without being noticed the girls
pulled out again, and only watched the excitement from the distance.
Presently they heard an automobile