I stood up, and my head with half my body came up into the air.
What a breath I drew! But I felt so weak and shaky that I had to take hold of the side of the scow, and stand there for a while before I waded ashore.

The boy who was standing by me was Rectus.

He did not have that name then, and I didn't know him.
"It must be pretty hard to stay under water so long," he said.
"Hard!" I answered, as soon as I could get my breath; "I should think so.

Why, I came near being drowned!" "Is that so ?" said he; "I didn't know that.

I saw you go down, and have been watching for you to come up.