"Depends upon whether he were going up or down," decided Tad.
"Look out! There he goes!" exclaimed Walter.
The boy's mount had mired one foot in a quicksand pocket and had gone down on its knees. But Chunky kept right on going.
He hit the water flat on his stomach, arms and legs outspread, clawing and kicking desperately.
The fat boy opened his mouth to cry out for help.
As a result Stacy swallowed all the water that came his way. Floundering about like a drowning steer, choking and coughing, he disappeared from sight.
CHAPTER VIII
THE APPROACH OF THE STORM
"He's gone down!" cried a voice from the other side of the stream.