"You _are_ afloat, are you! I was afraid from the noise
you made that you were sinking. Keep your hair on, and I'll be with
you in five seconds. And we'll see what Bill's raft has to say for
itself after such extraordinary behavior."
Putting the canoe into the water, he thrust out, overtook the raft in a
dozen strokes of his paddle, and proceeded to tow it back to the shore
in disgrace.
"What on earth did you make those dreadful noises for?" demanded Uncle
Andy, "instead of simply calling for me, or Bill, to come and get you?"
"You see, Uncle Andy," answered the Babe, after some consideration, "I
was in a hurry, rather, and I thought you or Bill might be in a hurry,
too, if I made a noise like that, instead of just calling."
"Well, I believe," said Uncle Andy, seating himself on the bank and
getting out his pipe, "that at last the unexpected has happened. I
believe, in other words, that you are right. I once knew of a couple
of youngsters who might have saved themselves and their parents a lot
of trouble if they could have made some such sound as you did, at the
right time. But they couldn't, or, at least, they didn't; and,
therefore, things happened, which I'll tell you about if you like.
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