"What—no one!"
He was immensely interested.
"Do you know," he went on confidentially, "the only things that I'm good at are things for which there are no precedents—things that nobody has ever done before. That's why I'm so fond of doing unusual things. Now, you say that this swamp has never been crossed? Enough said. You and I will cross it. We will do it. Are you game?"
"It seems," said Phyllis, "merely a question of when and where we drown. So I'm game. Your teeth are chattering."
"Thank you," said Herring. "But no harm will come to them. They are very strong."
"I hope," said Phyllis, "that when I come out of the water you won't look at me. I shall be a sight."
"A comrade in trouble," said Herring, "is never a sight."
"I am so ashamed," said Phyllis.
"What of?"