"I—-I guess so," was the chattering reply. "Oh, but it's cold!"
A moment later Giant loomed up in the darkness, and all three of the boys took hold of the overturned boat.
"Where is Whopper?" asked Shep.
"I don't know," answered the smallest of the young hunters. "What a happening!"
"We must find Whopper!" cried Snap. "Hello, Whopper!" he called, as loudly as he could.
A distant cry came back. Then those on the boat continued to call and soon they made out their chum, swimming desperately some yards away.
"Come this way," said Shep.
"I—-I——-can't swim! I've got—-a—-a chill!" was the despairing answer.
Hearing this, both Snap and Shep lost not a moment in going to Whopper's assistance. He was on the point of going down when they caught hold of him and brought him over to the rowboat.
As best they could all four of the young hunters climbed up on the keel of the boat, placing Whopper between them.