have happened to you in another minute. A shark, a blue shark, not the worst kind, thank heaven, but devil enough!"
He passed the back of his arm over his forehead to wipe away the sweat that stood in great beads.
Cat and Jimmy, still shuddering, were unable to take their gaze from the great, grinning, now bloody, mouth of the floating monster, rising and falling with the waves and thudding against the boat side.
"Gosh!" exclaimed Cat shakily, his heart still pounding. "Seven feet long if he's an inch." And then his invincible turn for jesting came upon him. "Plenty of room for you inside, Jimmy," he added with a forced grin.
The boy stooped to pick up the pistol that had slipped from his hand and was on the point of rolling overboard.
"You did it," admitted Jimmy. "You paralyzed him, believe me, you sure did paralyze him."
"Back to your seats," directed Turner, "they go in schools. May be some more around, and I don't think I care to tackle another just now."
