"You—you won't let go?" questioned the bully, suspiciously.
"CATCH HOLD!" JACK CRIED, AS HE SWUNG ONE END OF THE SWEATER TOWARD THE UNFORTUNATE YOUTH.
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"Of course not!" retorted Jack. "Hold tight now, and we'll haul you up."
He gave the signal, and Andy and Pepper pulled back with all their might, and Jack did the same. Slowly but surely Reff Ritter came up out of the icy water, his teeth chattering loudly. Soon he was out of danger.
"Run for the nearest farmhouse!" cried Jack. "Put the sweater on if you want to," and he tossed the garment over.
"It was Coulter's fault," growled Reff Ritter. "He swung the sail the wrong way." And then he ran off as advised.
"Such meanness!" snorted Pepper. "And Coulter may be drowned!"
"Ritter was always willing to lay the blame on somebody else," added Andy.