"Throw her to me!" yelled Mr. Needham, and, at that, several men
stretched out their arms, ready to catch the burden. But Bert shook
his head. He did not want to run any risk of anyone not catching the
little one, for he would have to toss her, with considerable force,
away from the building, to have her escape the flames.
Yet there seemed to be no other way. Oh, how he wished the new
department had a life net! He made up his mind he would soon get one,
if he came out of this situation alive.
But Vincent had seen his chum's peril, and at once a daring plan came
to him. The chemical stream from his engine, as well as that from the
other, and the three water jets from the hand apparatus, were still
playing on the flames.
"This way!" yelled Vincent. "Use what chemicals you have left, and all
the water you can pump on the fire in the extension. That'll keep the
flames from the window long enough for him to get past." The others
caught the idea at once, and the boys rushed with their lines of hose
around to where Bert still stood on the ladder, that was now ablaze in
several places.
With a hiss like that of an angry snake, the flames seemed to shrink
back at the touch of the elements to which they were opposed.
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