"What have you in mind, darlin'?" asked Jane, with a quick glance at Harriet.
"I'm going to try to get our clothes. The trunk is strapped and buckled to the rear end, is it not?"
"Yes."
"Tell me just how those buckles are placed; whether there is also a loop through which the strap has been run, and all about it."
"How should I know?"
"You put the trunk on, didn't you?"
"Surely, but I can't remember all those things, even if I ever knew them."
"Jane, you should learn to observe more closely. Most persons are careless about that." Harriet began swimming toward the shore with Jane.
"Thay! How long mutht I thtand here in the wet up to my prethiouth neck?" demanded Grace Thompson. Her feet seemed to be very light. They persisted in either rising or drifting away from the submerged automobile top. Tommy kept her hands moving slowly to assist in maintaining her equilibrium.
"Wait until I return, if you will, please," answered Harriet.