"Do you think a short cold bath makes me too weak to attend to myself ?" With that Dan drew himself aboard.

Back in the cockpit Mrs.Meade and some of the girls were in frenzied way doing their best to revive Pauline Butler, who, at the present moment, showed no signs of life.
"Let me take charge of this reviving job.

I've taken several tin medals in first aid to the injured," proclaimed Farley modestly.
In truth the midshipman had a decided knack for this sort of work.
He assailed it with vigor, making a heap of life preservers, and over these placing Miss Butler, head downward.

Then Farley took vigorous charge of the work of "rolling" out the water that Miss Butler must have taken into her system.
"Get anchor up and start the steamer back to Annapolis at the best speed possible," ordered Dave, long before he could talk in a natural voice.
Wolgast and Dan aided Danny in hoisting the anchor.

Steam was crowded on and the little craft cut a swift, straight path for Annapolis.
"Pauline is opening her eyes!" cried Farley, after twenty minutes more of vigorous work in trying to restore the girl.
The girl's eyes merely fluttered, though, as a slight sigh escaped her.