Hodge did not again shout, for he saw that Merriwell's plan was to swim to the sloop, climb aboard of it, and by a sudden attack overwhelm the men.
"He's crazy!" Hodge grated.

"They will see him, and they will simply knock him back into the sea.

They act as if they were lunatics--or drunk! Why don't they look this way ?" It was indeed singular, but neither of the men seemed to have noticed the raft or heard the cries that came from it.

Merriwell was a splendid swimmer, and in spite of his chilled condition and his hampering clothing, he moved through the water almost like a fish.
"Of course I couldn't have kept up with him!" Bart grumbled.

"But I could have done my best.