"Do you see him now?"
"No."
"Let us dive."
This was quickly agreed upon, and down went both boys only a couple of yards apart. The water was fairly clear, and soon Joe caught sight of Fred, doubled up with his knees to his chin. As he caught hold of his chum Fred clutched him madly around the neck.
It was an easy matter to drag the imperiled youth to the surface, but Joe could not break that hold and was in danger of being strangled. As Bart came up he shouted to his friend for assistance.
"Gracious! but he has 'em bad!" was Bart's comment, and then he swam in and tried to break Fred's hold. He succeeded sufficiently for Joe to regain his breath, and then both boys lost no time in hauling Fred to the shore, where they laid him out on the grass and began to rub him.
"Oh!" groaned Fred, when he could speak. "What a horrible experience!"
"I should say it was horrible," answered Bart. "How do you feel?"
"As if I had been tied in a double knot!"
"It was the dinner did it," said Joe. "I told you not to go in so soon."