"Oh, I hope he will get him out!" cried Ned, in great excitement. "Papa, you'll let them take him on board the yacht, won't you?"
"Certainly, if he wishes to be taken there," replied the captain, with a smiling glance at Cousin Ronald.
Just then the second voice called out, "Here he is—the half drownded Frenchman; an' now will the likes of yees aboord that craft take 'im in an' dry 'im off?"
"Of course; that's exactly what the captain would do if he were here," answered a third voice, which sounded exactly like that of the man at present in charge of the yacht.
"Oh, I'm glad he didn't drown!" exclaimed Elsie Raymond, with a sigh of relief.
"I presume such people don't often drown, Elsie dear," laughed her mother.
"Oh, mamma, I often hear of people drowning," said the little girl. "And, Uncle Harold, don't they need a doctor when they are nearly drowned?"
"They are very apt to," he replied with a slight laugh. "Do you want me to go down now and see about that man?"
"If you could, without getting wet," she answered hesitatingly.