CHAPTER XXX
TURNING A NEW LEAF—CONCLUSION
The night was a long one for Dick Rover and he was glad when the storm cleared away and the first streaks of dawn began to show themselves in the eastern sky.
Arnold Baxter had recovered consciousness, but was evidently in great pain, for he moaned almost constantly. Dick was willing to aid the sufferer, yet could do little or nothing.
"Tell me the way to our camp and I will get help," said Dick at last. And Arnold Baxter gave him the directions as best he could.
"I must have a doctor," whispered the man hoarsely. "If not, I'll surely die. And I don't want to die yet, Rover!"
As well as he was able, Dick set off for the lake shore and then began to move in the direction of Bass Island.
He had not gone very far when he heard some body calling his name.
"Rover! Dick Rover!" was the cry. "Dick Rover!"
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