It was probably as much the tone of Sam's voice as the sense of these words that calmed Stumps. At all events he instantly lay, or rather hung, perfectly limp and still.
"Now," continued Sam, "you are quite safe if you do what I tell you. If you don't you 're a dead man! D' you understand?"
"Yes," gasped Stumps.
"Let your hands and arms lie flat on the water! Don't try to raise your head farther than I let you! Keep your feet still! Let yourself hang helpless while I hold you and look round for the raft."
It was obvious that Stumps had regained self-command, for as each of these orders was shouted in his ear, in the tones of a sergeant-major, he obeyed with eager, almost ludicrous, promptitude.
"The raft is here, close at hand," said a voice close to Sam's ear.
It was Robin who had discovered him at that moment.
"Is Slagg safe?" asked Sam.
"Here he is, all right," said the worthy referred to, puffing and choking as he swam up.
"Keep off—don't get in front of him," said Sam, in a warning voice. "He mayn't have recovered self-restraint enough yet to refrain from grasping you. Guide me to the raft, Robin, while I swim on my back, and see that you don't let it hit me on the
