Sidney was there in her boat, stuck hard and fast.
"Take care!" she cried. "You will stick too!"
Randolph was reckless.
"I've come down all right; I can go back. Now step in."
Sidney extended two very cold hands with her gay laugh.
"I really never expected that you would be my rescuer. I pictured you in the midst of the pudding course."
"Did you imagine that we should dine without you?"
He was wrapping her in his overcoat. Sidney protested.
"My dear man, I am soaked through. What I want is exercise, not wrappings. I really think our best plan will be to land and walk home. We shall only get stuck on another sandbank. I know them better than you. It's just a fluke that you rowed safely down. It's too dark to see anything."
"Can we land?" Randolph said, peering through the darkness.