The whole house seemed to shake and tremble.
“She’s adrift again, and going to turn over!” yelled Joe. “Come on! Let’s get out!”
It was evident that the dwelling was going to be righted by the flood, for it tilted more and more.
CHAPTER XIII
LOOKING FOR MOTHER
“Look out!”
“Make for the boat!”
“Grab up the boy!”
“Lively, or it will be too late!”
Thus exclaiming, the rescuers made their hurried way toward the window, near which the boat was tied. Mr. Ringold had caught up Charlie House, as they had elected to call him, and, with the child in his arms, was given the right of way—that is, the others stood aside, and let the manager get to the window first.
Luckily the turning of the house was slow, and by a chance swirl of the current, the motor boat had been swung broadside to the window.