“No, you won’t—you go back home and—tell ma that—that——” Clem went under, fought frantically, felt the terrible weakness overpower him. Then he caught a breath of blessed air again. “So long—cut out—the booze——”
With a groan, Clem found his strength gone. He seemed to collapse utterly. He felt the water close over him, choking, strangling, smothering—and then he knew nothing more.
A moment afterward the Sadie poked her nose out of the fog, almost above Tom.
VI.
“Golly! I thought I was gone——”
Clem opened his eyes and stared.
He found himself in the cabin of the Sadie. Above him was standing Ed Davis; and Clem, feeling himself almost naked, knew that his chum had been working over him.
“You were blamed near gone!” exclaimed Ed anxiously. “I got the water out of you, though. How do you feel?”
“Tired. Where’s Tom?”