tirely yet, and Sahwah thought that if she could turn it over
keel up it would be all right until they could come for it. So,
turning Gladys over on her back, she bade her float while she
kept one hand on her to keep her above water and reached out for
the canoe with the other. Gladys struggled and choked, but
Sahwah paid no attention to her, for she knew that she was safe
and could not get a strangle hold on her. Grasping one end of
the canoe she tried to turn it over. At first it would not move,
and so Sahwah exerted all her strength in a mighty push. The
canoe stood partly on end, and then came down with a crashing
thud on her outstretched arm.

An instant of numbness was followed by the most excruciating
pain, and the arm sank limply through the water. Sahwah knew
that it was broken. But even then her presence of mind did not
desert her. Shoving Gladys out ahead of her with her good arm,
she propelled herself with her legs, swimming on her back, and
slowly they began to move toward the distant shore. The half
mile that was nothing to Sahwah ordinarily now became an endless
stretch. The pain in her arm made her feel faint, and her limbs,
tired from her long swim, seemed suddenly to have turned into
lead. The clouds above turned black, then blood red, then every
color of the rainbow. Strange lights and shadows danced in front
of her eyes, and there were strange noises in her ears. Her
breath came in long, sobbing gasps. The arm that was holding
Gladys became cramped and weak, but there was no relief. "Draw,
kick, close! Draw, kick, close!" The monotonous rhythm beat
itself into her brain. "Draw, kick, close!" Throb! Throb!
Throb! Would the nightmare never come to an end? Through the
sound of strange voices that were echoing in her ears Sahwah
heard a cry that sounded like Nyoda's, and then darkness settled
around her and her efforts ceased.

Nyoda, coming down to untie the launch, reached the dock just as
Sahwah and Gladys came alongside of it, and held out her hand to
help Gladys up. She thought she was being towed for fun.
"Sahwah, you naughty girl, what did you swim all the way home
for?" she began, and then gasped in astonishment as Sahwah
stiffened out in the water and went down. She grasped her by the
collar as she came up and pulled her out on the dock, limp and
dripping. "What does this mean?" she asked Gladys.

"She towed me in when the canoe went down," said Gladys, her
teeth cha