“Let’s go closer and have a look.”
The lads steered the boat closer to the struggling heap, where they were able to make out three men fighting desperately, while nearby was an overturned boat.
“One of them looks like a white man,” said Jack.
“In that case we shall have to give him a lift,” said Frank.
“Remember what Lord Hastings said,” Jack warned his chum.
“But we can’t stand idly by while a couple of Turks drown a white man.”
“No, we can’t do that,” Jack agreed.
With long powerful strokes they sent their boat closer. Then Jack was able to distinguish the faces of the combatants.
“Two Turks and a German officer,” he said. “I can’t see why we should interfere on his behalf.”
“He is white,” protested Frank.