It took me out ever so far before I could get the line off my wrist; and then I swam easily back, feeling awful popped like at having lost the fish and the line; and I was just wondering what you would say, when all at once there was a regular rush in the water, and something shut on my foot, giving me such an awful nip that I yelled out as I caught hold of that branch, and held on, shivering all the while with fear, for I forgot about the crocodiles, and thought it must be a shark." "Well!" I said, excitedly; for he stopped.
"Well, what ?" said Jack.
"What next?
What did you do ?" I said.
"Hollered!" replied Jack laconically.

"So would you if you had been me." "Yes," I said, "of course; but what took place next ?" "Oh, nothing; only that I held tight and he held tight, and as often as he tugged at me it jumped the bough up and down like a see-saw, and it was very horrid." "Most horrible!" said the doctor.
"Then I hollered again," said Jack.
"Yes; go on!" I cried impatiently.
"I did go on," he replied.

"I went on hollering, but them chaps at the camp were asleep, and I began to feel that I should have to let go soon; only I wouldn't, because I wanted to find out first what had become of the professor.

Then at last you came, and that's all; only I don't feel much like walking very far to-day, so I shall sit still and fish." "Fish! what, with things like that in the water ?" I exclaimed.
"Oh! they won't hurt me," said Jack; "because I shall be on the look-out now, and won't go in after the next fish that takes my line.

I say, where's Gyp ?" "I don't know," I said.