“Inza can swim.”
“She is trying to save Miss Random.”
“That’s right! Miss Random is frantic with fear—she is dragging Inza down!”
“There they go under!”
“They’ll both be drowned!”
“Run, Frank—run!”
Run both lads did as if their own lives depended on their efforts. The others came stringing along behind them.
As they ran the two boys threw off the light blazers which they had been wearing. Neither had on a vest, and both were lightly dressed for warm weather.
“Oh, if I had time to get rid of my shoes!” thought Frank.
But he knew seconds were precious, and he would not stop to get rid of his shoes.