"Don't, Hans!" cried Tom, reproachfully. "You hurt my feelings so!" And with a comical grin he placed one hand over his stomach, "Just think of strawberry ice cream!"
"Or strawberries with cream! My, but it makes a fellow's mouth water!" came from Sam.
The boys remained in and out of the water the best part of two hours. It was so inviting all hated to think of dressing again. They had a game of tag and kept poor Hans "it" for a long while, until, in fact, the German youth was out of breath and had to give it up.
"I ton't run me no more, py golly!" panted Hans. "Of you vonts to been caught you caught yourselfs alretty!" And at this remark all of the others roared.
"I shouldn't mind our situation a bit if only we were certain the others were safe," remarked Dick, when they were dressing. "But when I think of Fred, Songbird, and Harold Bird" He did not finish, but shook his head sorrowfully.
"It makes a fellow sick, doesn't it?" returned Sam. "Oh, I do hope they are safe!"
"I'll tell you one thing," came from Tom, walking up at this moment. "This swim has made me as hungry as a bear."
"Tom, did you ever know the time you weren't hungry?" demanded his elder brother.
