The big boat bumped into the dinghy and moored alongside. The luncheon-basket was hauled out, and on the grass under the trees a cloth was spread. They sat round it, and for some time were silent until their hunger began to be appeased.
“At half-past three,” said Serge, “I am going to bathe. Will you join me, Basil?”
Haslam assented.
“What about you, Lawrie?”
“I would like to, only I can’t swim.”
“You can bob up and down in the shallows.”
“I don’t think I will,” said Bennett miserably.
“Some one,” commented Minna, “must stay and look after us. You can’t leave three sisters alone.”
“Fry will protect you from each other,” said Serge.