He commenced to paddle furiously and perhaps he thought he was making some headway, but Dick saw that he was not.
“Jump out, Charley!” he shouted. “Jump and save yourself.”
“I can do it! I can do it!” Charley replied, working the paddle more vigorously than ever.
Meanwhile the water was boiling furiously—more than it had done at any time yet.
Dick was terribly alarmed. He was standing now on a point of rocks directly over the boiling pot and all at once, to his horror, he saw the boat half double up and go shooting into the middle of this miniature maelstrom.
“I’m a goner!” yelled Charley, and he tumbled out of the boat.
But he was too late to save himself.
Like a flash the boat disappeared beneath the water.
Charley made a noble effort to save himself, but the suction was too much for him.
“Oh, Dick!” he cried suddenly, and then threw up his hands and was gone.