He could have cheered, but he expended his breath on something more sensible.
"Dave!" he shouted.

"Old Darry! This way! I have the life buoys." At the same time, holding to both of them, but kicking frantically with his feet, Dalzell managed slowly to push the buoys toward Dave.
Soon after he had started, Dan did utter a cheer, even though it was checked by an inrush of salt water that nearly strangled him.
He saw two heads.

Dave Darrin was coming toward him, helping Hallam.
The wind carried the cheer faintly to Dave.

He raised his head a little in the water, and caught sight of Dan and the buoys.
Some three minutes it took the two chums to meet.

Dave Darrin was all but exhausted, for Hallam was now unconscious.
As Darrin clutched at the buoy he tried to shout, though the voice came weakly: "Catch hold of Hallam.