The confusion ceased and all faces turned toward him.
“Young Pennimore and another fellow, Merrill, or something like that, were drowned just now over in Marsh Lake!”
[CHAPTER XXII]
THE RESCUE
There was a moment of stunned silence. Then twenty voices broke into ejaculations of surprise and dismay, and the bearer of the tidings was surrounded by a questioning group.
Dan sat an instant sick and faint. Then he leaped to his feet and thrust his way through the cluster of questioning fellows.
“I don’t believe it,” he said forcibly. “Where’d you hear it?”
“It’s all over school,” answered the boy. “They brought them back just now, and they’re in Merle. And Arthur Thompson was with them, and—”
“Thompson!” cried Dan. “Was he there?”