“You’ve got to!” yelled the tall steersman determinedly.
“I—I——” Noddy looked as though he were going to slump down on his knees, but a sudden swirl of the current saved him the necessity of jumping, for he was thrown off the slanting platform into the water.
“There he goes!” cried Bob.
“The ring! The ring! Throw him the ring!” shouted Jerry.
As Noddy went under the swirling waters, Ned leaped out on the bow deck of the boat, with the ring in his hand, watching for the reappearance of the bully.
“There he is!” cried Andy Rush.
[With sure aim Ned sent the life preserver toward Noddy.] It fell true, almost over his head, and, a moment later, he had grasped it with a desperation born of despair.
