Let's keep the craft headed to the shore, and watch for some minutes to come.

At the same time, if we see a sign of the poor fellow, we'll swim to him, or paddle to him as fast as we know how." Both boys knew, inwardly, that they would be heartily glad to get away from what seemed plainly to them to be a haunted spot.
Yet neither cared to admit his dread to the other.

So, talking rather busily, they remained on the spot for fully another ten minutes.
"We won't see anything come out of the water now," Tom asserted at last.

"Even if we do, it will be a drowned man." "I guess we may as well get back to camp," Danny agreed.

"Yet it is going to be an awfully creepy night for all of us, with this weird mystery of the lake on our minds." "Don't paddle yet," begged Tom.