“Something has happened to Stacy!” he shouted.
“What is it—what has become of him?” called Tom Gray.
“Stacy’s dugout is floating bottomside up on the lake, but he is nowhere in sight,” answered Lieutenant Wingate.
The Overlanders started at a run for the lake.
“There it is! I see it,” cried Emma.
“Oh, Hippy, can’t you do something?” begged Nora. “What is that floating out there?”
“It’s a log,” answered Hippy. Despite the fact that the whitecaps were rolling up the lake, this log remained in one position all the time, but no one of the Overland party observed that fact.
“I can swim out to the canoe. Who knows but that Stacy may be under it?” offered Grace.
“No, no,” protested the Overlanders in one voice.
“Grace, the water is icy cold. To swim out in that water would be the death of you. If anyone does it, either Hippy or myself will,” announced Tom. “Is that a hat I see floating there?”