She did as her cousin told her, and, with Flossie's
hands on his shoulders, Harry began to swim toward the Bluebird.
He did not have to go very far, though, for by this time Mr. Bobbsey
and Captain White were there with the rowboat, and the two children
were soon lifted in. They were safe, and not harmed a bit, except for
being wet through.
"Oh, Flossie, whatever did you do it for?" asked her mother, when she
had hugged the dripping little girl in her arms. "Why did you do it?"
"Do what, mamma?" Flossie asked.
"Lean over so far."
"I wanted to see if I had a fish," went on Flossie. "And I had to lean
over. And then I saw him."
"Saw whom?" asked her father. "What do you mean?"
"Why, I saw him--that boy," and Flossie seemed surprised that her
father did not understand.
"What boy?" asked Mrs. Bobbsey. "Did you fall asleep there, Flossie,
and were you dreaming, when you fell in?"
"No, mamma. I didn't fall asleep. I saw HIM, I tell you."
"I heard her say something about seeing some one, just as she went
over the rail, head first," Dorothy said.
"But whom do you mean, Flossie?" asked puzzled Mrs. Bobbsey.
"Why, that boy--the one the bad man whipped."
"Oh, Will Watson!" exclaimed Bert. "Where did you see him, Flossie?
Was he in one of the excursion boats that went past?"
"No, he was on our boat--down there," and Flossie pointed straight
down.
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