Driggs' keen eyes noted the fact, and thereafter he was careful not to mention drowned people in her hearing.
The tackle was soon rigged.

Tom Reade and Harry Hazelton, who possessed the keenest interest in things mechanical, aided the boat builder under his direction.
Back and forth over the spot the scow moved, while the grapples were frequently shifted and recast.
"Stop the engine," called Driggs.

"We've hooked into something!" Laura turned somewhat pale for a moment; Belle, too, looked uneasy.
The same thought had crossed both girls' minds.

What if the tackle had caught the body of some drowned man?
"We'll shift about here a bit," Driggs proposed, nodding to the engineer to stand by ready to stop or start the engine on quick signal.
Before long the grappling hook of another line was caught; "The two lines are about twelve feet apart," Driggs announced.
"My idea is that we've caught onto two cross braces of the canoe.
If so we'll have it up in a jiffy." Both lines were now made fast to the derrick, in such a way that there would be an even haul on both lines.

Belting was now connected between the engine and a windlass.
"Haul away, very slowly," Driggs ordered.
Up came the lines, an inch at a time.