"Don't fall in--that's all," cautioned Mrs. Bobbsey.
"I'll watch her," offered Dorothy, for Nan had gone down to help dry
the dishes, it being her "turn."
Somehow or other, every one forgot Flossie for a moment, and even
Dorothy, who had promised to watch her, forgot when she saw some small
boats, filled with young folks on an excursion, pass the houseboat.
Suddenly there came a scream from little Flossie.
"I see him! I see him!" she cried. "He's on our boat!"
The next moment her mother, who turned quickly as she heard Flossie's
voice, saw the little girl lean far over the rail of the Bluebird.
Then came a splash. Flossie had fallen overboard!
CHAPTER XVI
THE MISSING SANDWICHES
"Flossie is in the water!"
"Get the boat!"
"Snap! Jump in and get her!"
"Oh, Flossie!"
So many were the excited cries that followed the falling over the rail
of little Flossie, that no one could tell who was speaking, or crying
out.
Harry, who was near the rail, turned sharply as he heard the splash,
and then, quickly casting off his coat, he gave a clean dive over the
side. Harry was a country boy, and had learned to swim when very
young. He was not at all afraid of the water, and, more than once, he
had pulled from "the old swimming hole," boys smaller than himself,
who had gone beyond their depth, and could not get out.
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