Granbury tried to do so, but the effort was a failure, for the cold had so numbed him he could scarcely move.  Reaching as far as he could, Dick caught a portion of his coat and drew the helpless boy toward him.

The ice cracked ominously, but did not break.  Mr. Strong warned the others still further back.

Slowly but surely Dick raised George to a level of the plank.  Then with an extra effort he hauled the half-drowned boy up.

“Now haul in on the plank,” he called, and Mr. Strong and two boys did so immediately.  In a moment more danger from drowning was a thing of the past for George Granbury.

A cheer went up because of Dick’s heroic action, but this was instantly hushed as George was seen to stagger back and fall as if dead.  Instantly Mr. Strong picked the boy up in his arms and ran toward the Hall.

“Oh, Dick, how noble of you!” It was Dora Stanhope who spoke, as she came up and placed a trembling little hand on his arm.  “And how glad I am that you didn’t get in while doing it.”  And her eyes filled with tears.

“I—­I’m glad too, Dora,” he said brokenly.  And then added:  “Excuse me, but I guess I’d better go up and see how Tom is making out.”

“To be sure, and let me know if it’s all right,” she replied.

Once inside the Hall Dick learned that Tom had been put into a warm bed.  He was apparently none the worse for his mishap, and likely to be as full of life and fun as ever oh the morrow.

Poor Granbury, however, was not so well off.  It took some time to restore him to consciousness, and while Captain Putnam and Mr. Strong put him to bed, with hot-water bags to warm him up, Peleg Snuggers was sent off post-haste for a doctor.  As a result of the adventure Granbury had to remain in bed for the best part of a week.

“I shan’t forget you for what you did,” he said to Dick, when able to sit up.  “You saved my life.”  And many agreed that what George Granbury said was true.  As for Dora Stanhope, she looked upon the elder Rover as more of a hero than ever.

After the mishap at the races on the ice the time flew by swiftly until the Christmas holidays.  Before going home for Christmas Dick called upon the Stanhopes and gave them the gifts he had purchased, over which they were much pleased.  For Dick Dora had worked a pretty scarf, of which he was justly proud.  Mrs. Stanhope had books for all the boys, something which was always to their liking.  The Rovers did not forget the Lanings, nor were they forgotten by these old friends.

“And now for home Hurrah!” shouted Sam, on the way to Cedarville.  “I must say I’m just a bit anxious to see the old place once more.”

“Yes, and see father, and Uncle Randolph and Aunt Martha,” put in Dick.

“Don’t forget Alexander Pop,” put in Tom, referring to the colored man who had once been a waiter at the Hall, and who was now in the Rover employ.