And they were now in the centre of the widest part of the river.
CHAPTER VII
TO THE RESCUE
Rapidly the water rose in the boat. It had now set the bottom boards
more fully afloat, and the girls in vain tried to raise their feet out
of the incoming flood. They stared at the swirling water, fascinated for
the moment.
"Girls, we simply must do something!" cried Betty, usually the one to
take the initiative.
"Row ashore! Row ashore!" begged Amy. "It's so deep out here."
"It isn't much shallower near shore," remarked Mollie. "What can have
become of that plug?" and, pulling in her oars she began feeling about in
the bottom of the boat, moving her hand around under the water.
"Maybe the twins took it to make a cat's cradle with," suggested Grace.
"No, it couldn't have been out when we started or the water would have
come in at once," said Mollie. "It has come out only a few minutes ago.
We simply must find it!"
"Row ashore--row ashore!" insisted Amy.
Betty had swung the boat's head around, but the craft was now badly
water-laden, and did not move quickly. The current of the river was
carrying them down the stream.
"Oh, girls!" cried Amy, her voice trembling somewhat, "it's
getting deeper!"
"It certainly isn't stopping from coming in," murmured Mollie.
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