"My name is Mrs. Andrew Shalley," said the lady. "My husband is a steamboat owner. May I ask your names?"
"Mine is Jack Bartlett. I live in Riverport, but I am going to move to Albany."
"And my name is Randy Thompson," added our hero. "I live over there—in the little cottage by that clump of trees."
"I am pleased to know you," said the lady. "It was more than kind of both of you to come to the assistance of myself and my daughter."
"It wasn't so much to do," answered Randy. "We were close by."
"You are soaking wet."
"It's an old working suit and I don't mind the water," laughed our hero.
"What a nice lot of fish," said little Helen, who had now completely recovered.
"I feel I should reward you both," went on Mrs. Shalley.
"I don't want anything," said Jack, promptly.