Jane
went into the water over her head. Margery, seized by a panic, forgot
to tread water and went clear to the bottom.
Harriet, still gasping for breath from her long slide and the dive
under water following, plunged ahead and dived again. She came up with
the struggling, choking Buster firmly gripped in one hand. Margery was
trying to grasp Harriet, and the latter was experiencing some
difficulty in keeping out of her clutches. Tommy, in the meantime, had
reached the other side of the pond and crawled up on the shore, where
she lay complaining to herself, watching the struggle in the water with
wide-open eyes. Now and then she shouted a suggestion.
"Oh, my stars!" cried Jane. Coming up, she splashed about in the pond
trying to get her bearings. Then, seeing Harriet's struggle with
Margery, Jane headed for them in a series of porpoise-like lunges. The
last reach brought a hand in contact with one of Margery's feet. Jane
gave it a mighty tug. "Put her under, put her under! That'll stop
her!" shouted Jane.
"Let go, Jane," called Harriet. "She is all right now. She has her
bearings now.
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