They arrived in safety at the point aimed at, and managed to tear away a grand cluster of the great, beautiful yellow flowers; but the process was a very ticklish one, and the struggle resulted, not unnaturally, in Austin becoming dislodged from his not very secure position, and floundering head foremost into the depths.

Lubin caught him as he rose again, and, taking him firmly by one hand, helped him to swim alongside of him back to the shore.

It was a difficult feat, and by the time they had accomplished the distance they were both pretty well exhausted.
"You _have_ been good to me, Lubin," gasped Austin, as he flung himself sprawling on the grass.

"I've had a lovely time--haven't you too?
Was I very heavy?
Perhaps it is rather a bore to have only one leg when one wants to swim.

But now you can always say you've saved me from drowning, can't you.