I suppose we're being carried out to sea, though!" "Not much doubt of that, I guess.

But we've pulled through worse scrapes together, Bart!" "That's right, Merry! And we'll pull through this.

Are you up high enough on the boards?
Let me help you! You can't be feeling very strong after that blow." Merriwell drew himself higher out of the water, and found that the heavy board supported his weight.
"If only the fog would clear now! I hear a whistle away off there." "Do you suppose the _Merry Seas_ was sunk ?" Hodge asked.
"I sha'n't think so until I have to.

I think the barge got much the worst of it.

The steamer seemed to cut it right in two." "Perhaps we can get up higher on these boards." "I've been thinking of that myself," Hodge answered.
The two friends had locked hands across the narrow space that separated them.