Otherwise, you'd have been in the water, and then I couldn't have been of any use." "I hear them coming--holy, yes!" Carnac strained his ears.

"Yes, you're right.

I hear them too." A few moments later, Carnac's father came sliding down the bank, a rope in his hands, some workmen remaining above.
"What's the matter here ?" he asked.

"A fall, eh! Dang little fool--now, you are a dang little fool, and you know it, Denzil." He nodded to his boy, then he raised the wounded man's head and shoulders, and slipped the noose over until it caught under his arms.
The old lumber-king's movements were swift, sure and exact.

A moment later he lifted Denzil in his arms, and carried him over to the steep path up which he was presently dragged.
At the top, Denzil turned to Carnac's father.