"And inside?"
"Damp too. Why, I shipped a bellyful of salt water last drop down; enough to salt a barrel of junk."
Harry turned his attention to the stranger.
"He keeps insensible a very long time," he said to young Jack; "it begins to look serious."
"Move the scat," said young Jack, "and let us lay him flat down upon his back at the bottom of the boat. I have always heard that that is the proper thing to do."
No sooner said than done.
Presently they were rewarded for their pains by detecting a faint breathing.
"How white his neck is," said Harry Girdwood.
"And how small and delicate his hands," said young Jack.
"One would almost take him for a woman."