CHAPTER II
THE ADVENTURE ON THE RIVER ROAD
"Frank! oh, Frank!"
Lanky's voice was more than husky, for he had swallowed considerable water, and was still spouting as he tried to call aloud.
"All right! I'm here, Lanky! Come this way! I've got hold of the boat. It's upside down, but floating still!" answered a voice close beside the swimmer.
"And I've fallen foul of an oar by good luck. Why don't the curs come back and pick us up? I hear the motor chugging again. Say, d'ye suppose they did that on purpose?" demanded Lanky, as he brought up alongside his companion, whom he found clinging to the overturned boat, and gradually pushing it toward the shore.
"I'm dead sure of it, because I heard somebody laugh just before it smashed into us," returned Frank, quickly.
"The hounds! They might have drowned a fellow, that's what!" exclaimed Lanky, indignantly, as
