"And they won't let Prettyman Sweet drown, either."
The girls swept on at a splendid pace, paying no attention to the runaway and burning launch. They were anxious to reach the struggling boys.
"We can't take them aboard, Dora!" cried her sister.
"Of course not; but they can cling to the gun-wales——"
"And sink us."
"No, they won't."
"They'll tip us over. I don't want to get all wet," panted Dorothy.
"Here's another canoe!" cried Dora.
Out of a neighboring inlet shot a second cedar boat, also paddled by two girls.
"It's Laura and Jess!" cried Dorothy.