"What are we to do?" asked Godfrey.
"Stay where we are, I suppose, till the tide floats her off again," replied Piers.
"It's a pleasant look-out, anyhow!" said Francis.
"And Aunt Winifred will be wondering where we are, too, if we don't turn up for tea," added Mabel.
"It's a pity we didn't bring some tea with us, and we could have had a picnic," said Aldred. "I'm so thirsty!"
"There's nothing to offer you but the river, I'm afraid."
"No, thanks, it's too muddy for my taste."
"'Water, water, everywhere, nor any drop to drink!'" quoted Piers.
"And what our thirst will be ere long,
One doesn't like to think!"
rapped out the irrepressible Francis, whose muse was not quenched even by this disaster.