"Dearie, don't give out," she cried; "mamma will save you."
The words strengthened Beth to strive anew. At this instant, Mrs. Davenport's eye rested upon Don lying fast asleep in the shade. Her heart seemed to jump into her mouth in the intensity of a new hope.
"Don, Don, go to Beth," she cried.
But Don would not heed. He did not realize the danger. He was tired and wished to sleep.
"Beth, call Don."
Beth who was drifting farther and farther away heard, and yelled:
"Don, Don."
The dog immediately pricked up his ears. Then he jumped to his feet.
"Don, Don."
At that second appeal, he bounded into the water.