“How shall we go to work to get it?”
“If the lake is quiet to-morrow, we can dive for it. I think I can go right to the spot where your boat was capsized.”
“How deep is the water?”
“About thirty feet.”
“You don’t pretend to say that you can bring up bottom at that depth, do you?”
“Oh, yes! I can go deeper than that, when I have a high place to take a plunge from.”
“Well, you are better at diving than I am, and I will make it worth your while to get that gun for me. I value it highly, for it was the last thing my father gave me before I left my Western home to come to this academy. So this is where you live, is it?” said Bob, as George entered the cabin door and invited them to enter.
Wood was already laid upon the hearth, and it was but the work of a moment to touch a lighted match to it and set it going.
Then George and his new friends pulled off some of their wet clothes, and, having wrung the water out of them, they hung them over the stools to dry.
The fire was soon blazing merrily, and, as the boys turned themselves slowly about in front of it and listened to the howling of the storm and the beating of the rain on the roof, they felt a sense of comfort and security that was decidedly refreshing after their recent experience.