"There they are!" Farley's voice was heard calling, and there was a splash.
"Bully for you, old fellow! Hold her up, and I'm with you!" hailed
Midshipman Farley.
In another moment Dave Darrin had been eased of his human burden, and Farley was swimming to the steamer with the senseless form of Pauline Butler.
Darrin tried to swim, and was astounded at finding himself so weak in the water. He floated, propelling himself feebly with his hands, completely exhausted.
Just at that moment nearly every eye was fixed on Farley and his motionless burden, and many pairs of hands stretched out to receive them.
Yet the gaze of one alert pair of eyes was fixed on Darrin, out there beyond.
"Now, you'd better look after Dave," broke in the quiet, clear voice of Belle Meade. "I think he needs help."
Wolgast went over the side in an instant, grappling with Midshipman
Darrin and towing him to the side of the boat.
"All in!" cried Midshipman Gray jubilantly.
"Except Dan. Where's he?" muttered Dave weakly, as he sat on one of the side seats.