This was one of those dreadful things which, as he knew, _did_ happen, sometimes, to other people, so that he might read about it.
But that it should actually happen to _him_! Why, it was as if he had been reading some terrible adventure and suddenly found himself thrust trembling into the midst of it.

All at once those whitecaps out in the lake seemed to be turning dreadful eyes his way and clamoring for _him_! He opened his mouth and gave two piercing shrieks which cut the air like saws.
"What's the matter ?" shouted a very anxious voice from among the trees.
It was the voice of Uncle Andy.

He had returned sooner than he was expected.

And instantly the Babe's terror vanished.

He knew that everything would be all right in just no time.
"I'm afloat.