"T-that you, Gerald?" shouted Pepper.
"Where are you?" cried Donald; but, without waiting for a reply, he
threw off his coat and shoes and plunged into the river, swimming
in the direction from which the cry had come,
"He's all right!" came the reassuring cry from Donald a little
later. "I have got him," and shortly afterwards reappeared paddling
a boat in which was the bewildered Gerald, who was helped onto the
landing by the colonel and the others.
"H-h-how did you g-get into the boat, Gerald?" asked Pepper when
Gerald had somewhat recovered from the effects of his experience.
"Did you think it was a good time to take a row?"
"It looks that way," replied Gerald. "But when Rand called to me to
stop them I ran out to try and head them off, but something gave
me a rap on the head and the next thing I knew I found myself lying
in that boat. Say, I feel as if I had a head like a pumpkin."
"I s-should think it would feel more like a s-squash," commented
Pepper.
"That is going altogether too far," asserted the colonel indignantly.
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