"Weren't you frightened?" I asked.
"Hadn't time at first. And when I was coming up, I saw you reaching out for me."
"WE SAW HER SLOWLY RISING BENEATH US."
"Did you think we'd get you?" said Rectus, his face flushing.
"Yes," said Corny, "but if you'd missed me that time, I'd never have trusted you again."
The gentleman-with-a-wife-and-a-young-lady was in another boat, not very far off, but it was nearer the upper end of the little lake, and none of the party knew of our accident until we were pulling Corny out of the water. Then they rowed toward us as fast as they could, but they did not reach us until we were at the wharf. No one on shore, or on the steam-boat, seemed to have noticed Corny's dive. Indeed, the whole thing was done so quietly, and was so soon over, that there was not as much of a show as the occasion demanded.
"I never before was in deep water that seemed so little like real water," said Corny, just before we reached the wharf. "This was cold, and that was the only thing natural about it."
"Then this is not the first time you've been in deep water?" I asked.
"No," said Corny, "not the very first time;" and she scrambled up on the wharf, where her mother was standing, talking to some ladies.