"There he is! there's our gallant friend--our preserver!"
exclaimed Kennedy, cordially.--"How goes it, Joe?"
"Oh! why, naturally enough, Mr. Kennedy, very naturally!
I never felt better in my life! Nothing sets a
man up like a little pleasure-trip with a bath in Lake
Tchad to start on--eh, doctor?"
"Brave fellow!" said Ferguson, pressing Joe's hand,
"what terrible anxiety you caused us!"
"Humph! and you, sir? Do you think that I felt
easy in my mind about you, gentlemen? You gave me
a fine fright, let me tell you!"
"We shall never agree in the world, Joe, if you take
things in that style."
"I see that his tumble hasn't changed him a bit,"
added Kennedy.
"Your devotion and self-forgetfulness were sublime,
my brave lad, and they saved us, for the Victoria was falling
into the lake, and, once there, nobody could have extricated her."
"But, if my devotion, as you are pleased to call my
summerset, saved you, did it not save me too, for here we
are, all three of us, in first-rate health? Consequently we
have nothing to squabble about in the whole affair."
"Oh! we can never come to a settlement with that
youth," said the sportsman.
"The best way to settle it," replied Joe, "is to say
nothing more about the matter.
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