As the water closed over Garry's head he put all his strength into a straining, outward movement of his imprisoned arms. He felt the grip of his companion relax a little. He tried again with still better results. He kicked downward desperately with his feet to bring them both to the surface for the air his lungs demanded. He felt the grip of the other boy definitely relax. The latter had either fainted from fright or had drawn so much water into his lungs as to become unconscious. With a feeling of immense thankfulness, Garry drew his arms free, seized the boy by the hair and brought him to the surface. Garry was terribly weak himself by this time from muscular and mental strain. He gulped in the air, the while treading water. He shifted his grip to the strange boy's shoulders, keeping his head well above the surface. "Safe, old boy? I was beginning to get mighty scared." It was Bill Sherwood's voice, and, looking up, Garry saw the motorboat looming above him. "Take this fellow, will you, Bill?" he gasped. "I'm all in." It was the work of a moment for the boys in the boat to relieve Garry of his unconscious burden, then reach a hand to their chum and help him scramble over the side of the boat. Rooster had reached the dripping deck only a moment before with the second inmate of the wrecked craft. He had had no such close call as Garry, however, for the other lad, though temporarily dazed, could himself swim and required only a little of Rooster's assistance. The second boy shook the water from his clothes and regarded his unconscious friend without much concern. "Seems pretty well done up," he remarked unemotionally. "Seems as though he'd tried to get the whole lake down his windpipe." "He has got a good part of it, and it's up to us to get it out of him in a hurry," replied Bill. "Pitch in, you fellows, and take turns in doing as I do." Bill Sherwood knelt down by the side of the pallid-faced youth and, with the help of some of his comrades, began to work the unconscious lad's arms over his head and back again and apply other first aid principles with which they were all familiar. The wreck of the motorboat had been witnessed by many others on the lake, and various craft gathered quickly at the scene of the disaster, some from mere curiosity, others with a laudable desire to extend help, should help be needed. Some of them were of service in extinguishing the flames of the wrecked vessel before it was wholly destroyed. Most of the upper part was burned, but there was still enough of the hull left to warrant the belief that the boat might be rebuilt. One boat that swung alongside happened to have a doctor aboard. "Can I be of any help?" the doctor called out. "You might come aboard and take a look at him, though I think he's coming to all right," replied Garry.