"There, we have done enough for to-day," said Snap, but Whopper
blazed away, nevertheless, and brought down a rabbit that chanced to
be limping across a clearing, having had a paw broken by the storm.
With their game in their bags, the boys started back for the lake
front. They were almost to the camping spot when a wild cry of
alarm rent the air.
"Help!" came in Giant's voice.
"Let go! Let go!" came from Shep, an instant later.
"I can't! I can't!" answered the smallest of the young hunters.
"Something is wrong!" cried Snap, and dashed for the shore, followed
by his companion. When they came to the clearing they found Shep
standing up in the rowboat, gesticulating wildly. Giant was in
the water and moving at a fairly rapid pace toward the centre
of Firefly Lake!
"What does this mean?" questioned Snap.
"He got some kind of a bite and the fish hauled him overboard,"
answered Shep.
"Why don't you let the fish go?" screamed Whopper.
"I---I can't," gasped Giant. "The line is twisted around my wrist!"
"Row for him, Shep!" called Snap.
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