"When he said that, I don't know why I did it, but it seemed as if I couldn't help it. I felt as if I just had to save him. I pushed him in, balloon and all."
"Gee-e-ewhilikens!" shouted Skinny.
"You mutt!" said Bill.
Mr. Norton was too surprised to say anything, but he had the funniest look on his face.
"Did it work?" Benny asked.
"It worked all right, but——"
"But what?" I said, beginning to get mad because Hank kept stopping at the most interesting parts.
"He had tied it on to one ankle, instead of around his neck. It made his ankle float, but his head went under, and he couldn't swim. I rescued him, but I had to jump in after him and pull him out. It was hard work because he kept trying to hit me all the time. Then, after I'd got him out, I had to lick him before he would let me go on and do my stunt."
"I hardly think that was according to Scout law," said Mr. Norton, when the rest of us had finished laughing and pounding Hank on the back.
"I rescued somebody, just the same. Only it wasn't a maiden."