"I'll get her!" cried Harry, as he dived over the side.
"Oh, it's all my fault!" sobbed Dorothy. "I said I'd watch her. But I
forgot! It's all my fault!"
"No, it isn't, dear!" said Nan, quickly putting her arms around her
cousin. "Flossie does things so quickly, sometimes, that no one can
watch her. But we'll get her out, for the water isn't deep."
It was deep enough though, on that side of the boat, to be well over
Flossie's head, and of course, plunging down from the height she did,
she at once went under water.
Snap seemed to understand what had happened, and to know that his
services were needed, for he gave a bark, and made a rush for the
rail.
"Don't let him jump in!" cried Mr. Bobbsey to Bert. "If Harry can get
her, Snap might only make trouble. Hold him back, Bert, while I get
the rowboat."
Mrs. Bobbsey, with one arm around Freddie, had rushed to the rail to
look down. She saw Flossie come to the surface, choking and gasping
for breath, and then saw Harry, who had gone under, but who had come
up again, strike out for the little girl.
"Oh, save her!" gasped Mrs. Bobbsey.
"He will!" said Bert. "Harry's a fine swimmer. Come back, Snap!" he
called to the big dog, getting his hands on his collar, just in time,
for Snap was determined to go to the rescue himself.
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