CHAPTER VII
A DIFFICULT SITUATION
"WHERE shall we take him?" asked Grace in dismay.
"To the landing," replied Cleo, who still rowed with Margaret, while Julia clung to the stern of the boat in horror.
The boy looked so lifeless! Could he be dead?
As he lay there his delicate features seemed more than death-like; they seemed dead!
"Oh, mercy, do hurry!" pleaded Grace. "Let me help you pull," she asked, getting hold of Margaret's oar.
The small boat was now over crowded, and it was with difficulty the girls managed to give the boy sufficient room.
"Can't we call any one?" suggested Julia.