Two minutes more, and I'd have been done for."
"Thank Heaven I did get here in time," said Frank fervently. "Just
rest your hand on my shoulder, Bart, and I'll tow you to shore.
It's lucky this river isn't as wide as the old Hudson, isn't it?"
Fortunately Frank was a powerful swimmer, and it did not take him
long to reach the bank. He and Bart crawled up to dry land, and
threw themselves panting on the ground to recover from their late
misadventures. But a moment later, Frank was on his feet once
more.
"I forgot all about Dunton, the observer!" he exclaimed. "He may
have landed in the river, too, or he may be injured and in need of
help. Do you feel fit enough to help me look for him, Bart?"
"Oh, I'm as good as ever now," said Bart, with an attempt at a
grin. "Guess I must have been born to be hung, because I don't
seem to be able to get myself killed by any other method."
The boys set out on their quest, and were soon delighted to see
the observer himself limping toward them. The latter caught sight
of them at the same time, and waved his hand to them.
"Gosh, but I'm glad to see you!" he exclaimed, when they came
within speaking distance.
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