“Are you all right, Laura?” questioned the father.
“Yes, pa—but I—I don’t want to fall overboard again,” said the older of the two sisters.
“Neither do I,” put in Flossie. She was recovering rapidly. “It was the boom struck us, wasn’t it?”
“Yes.”
“Let us get out of the crowd,” whispered Jack. “The girls are all right now.”
“Just as you say,” answered Andy. And they rowed away as rapidly as they had come up.
“Hi! hi!” called out Rossmore Ford. “Wait! I want to thank you for what you have done.”
“Oh, that’s all right, sir,” called back Jack.
“Come back, won’t you?” pleaded the rich man.
“We’ll have to go back,” said Andy, and once more the rowboat was turned around, and presently they boarded the yacht and tied the small craft behind.