"Your feet and the bottom of your skirt are dripping wet, dear," she said. "Did you slip? Did you fall into the water?"
Inza covered her colorless face with her hands. The fingers of her gloves were torn from her efforts to obtain a hold on the rock where she had fallen. She was shuddering all over.
"Tell me—tell me how it happened," urged Elsie.
"That man——" gasped Inza.
"The one Bart saw running away?"
"Yes, yes!"
"What did he do?"
"He pushed me!"
"Pushed you?" cried Bart, astounded and horrified.
"Pushed you?" burst from Elsie.