"Did you ever go down in a diving suit?" she asked him in a low voice.
"No, but I'd take a chance if they had one. However, as there isn't I can't. But perhaps——"
Joe was interrupted by a shout from the crowd. He and Helen, with the man who had been giving them the information, stood a little to one side.
"Hello!" exclaimed Joe, "I wonder what happened then?"
"Come with me and we'll find out," proposed the man. "I can take you over to the gate house where the diver's helpers are at work. I'm a member of the town water committee," he went on. "You folks are with the circus, aren't you?"
"Yes," Joe answered. "But we won't have much of a crowd at the afternoon show if they all stay here at the reservoir to see the diver rescued."
"That's right," conceded Mr. Blair, as he said his name was. "But we'll go and see what happened. I can take you in all right."
They made their way through the crowd, which was thronged as near to the scene of the accident as the men and boys, women and girls, could get. Several constables stood on guard, but at a nod from Mr. Blair they let him pass, with Joe and Helen.
"Oh, Joe!" she murmured, as she held his arm. "I'm so afraid something dreadful will happen."
"Perhaps not," he answered reassuringly.