She stared around for a second or two, trying to understand where she was. Then she saw Skinny and seemed to remember.
"Mary!" said she. "Have you seen Mary? Oh, save my little girl!"
"Mary's all right," Skinny told her. "We haven't got her out yet, but we know just where she is. She sent us to find you."
"Thank God!" she whispered, and then she fainted again.
We left her there, lying among the stones on the river bottom, with her dress floating in the water.
"I wish Mr. Norton was here," groaned Skinny. "I don't know what to do. Here comes Benny with the things."
There wasn't any time to talk. We hurried back to where we could see Mary's head sticking out of the wreck. She had her eyes closed, and I thought she had fainted, but she heard us come up and opened them.
"We've got your mother out," Skinny said. "Now we'll get you out."
Her eyes asked the question which her lips couldn't seem to do.
"Yes, she's alive," we told her. "She's got an ugly cut on her head, but she seems all right except that."