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Frank and Andy Afloat / Or, The Cave on the Island

Chapter 4 WHO ARE YOU

Word Count: 1905    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

had come so suddenly that it deprived them of the power to th

lm over! We can just

sheet-you manage the

ver. The shortened sail rounded out with the pressure of the wind on it, and the Gull heeled over at dangerous

k!" shouted Andy. "We

he unconscious form of the strange lad. Then he gave all his at

ater, and the hearts of the boys beat in glad relief. Rapidly the craft paid off until she was well

nk. "Whoever this fellow is, he needs a doc

ndy, as he gave his attention to pu

but he had sense enough not to grab me. He knows how to swi

it's

onder he wasn't killed

in some way, or he wo

s nearly drowned. He ma

e what I can do for him while you s

about on the waves. It was no longer on fire, and the brothers would li

unconscious form. He knew what to do in giving first aid to partly drowned persons

but the lad still remained unconscious, with such a pale face, with tig

s done for,

here's a spark of life in him yet. We must get him to our house, and ha

the wind, until a sudden lull in the gale came. They hung there for a moment or two, and the brothers looked anxiousl

iced that the wind was now right astern and that they could run dow

s he made a sort of pillow from som

on. You'd better get some of y

his wet underwear and trusted to the

clothes, and if he owns that wrecked motor boat he mu

is when he comes to, after the doctor has

for him in Harbor View. We'll be

wo brothers had run their craft right up to the float, made her fast

got?" cried the hearty

he?" He peered down

oth questions. "He was in a motor bo

n't mean it! Wa'al, I

d the boy was soon lif

k as

e can never carry him to our house withou

clams in it. I'll go clean it out-t

ut some sail cloth in the bottom. It doesn't matter i

nd energetic actions of the Racer boys. "Hi there, Bob!" the captain called to his son, whom he saw approaching. "Bring Dolly an' the rig here as quick as you can!

nswered Bob,

, drawn by a big but bony horse ratt

of the lads, with whom he was

oke Frank. "We may find out if he d

o the wagon, on the bottom of which

ly than most folks. You've got to do your best now, old gi

o telephone for Dr. Martin. Tell him to get to our house as soon as po

off toward the nearest telephone, there be

t, as his son drove off, the horse making good time

until the rickety vehicle turned into the drive that led to the handsome cottage owned by Mr. Racer. Mrs. Racer hurried to the door as she

Is it-Andy? Is he-is he--?" she co

has gone to telephone for Dr. Martin. He ought to be here now. Tell Mary to get som

ving drowned persons every day. His crisp words had th

. "Oh, the poor fellow! Bring him rig

swered the capta

Dr. Martin come?"

as he and Bob carried the unknown lad into the hou

Bob. "The doctor must have pi

conscious youth's clothes off and place him in bed. By tha

pulse, and listened to the scarcely audible breathing. "He's pretty f

assistance of the Race

abored hard to restore

emed of no avail. His e

athing seemed to

he doctor finally. "If one of you will bring it

d Andy, and he fair

n the doctor turned it on full strength there was a convulsive shudder of the

olene tank! It will explode! I c

bed, but the doctor g

cian soothingly. "You are all right

o live," said

d eyes closed, and

am I?" asked

ement, and once more tried to ge

d Mrs. Racer softly. "You

ce is this?" g

plied Frank promp

stery of the identity of the rescued lad. He gazed at them all i

a

he bed unconscious,

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