"Let go, Jane," called Harriet. "She is all right now. She has her bearings now. Let us see if she has forgotten how to swim." Harriet threw Margery off. The latter splashed and floundered in the cold water, then all at once struck off for the shore. She reached it and scrambled to the bank, up which she staggered and sank whimpering to the earth.
Jane and Harriet swam shoreward. Jane was laughing almost hysterically. Though she felt chilled and exhausted, Harriet's eyes twinkled. The two struggled to the bank, there to sit down laughing.
"Are you safe?" shouted Miss Elting.
"Hoo-e-e-e!" answered the two girls.
"Are you all right, Tommy?" Harriet next called across the pond.
"Yeth, but I'm almotht wet and cold. My clothes are thoaked, and there are ithicleth hanging from my eyebrowth. Thomebody better thave me?"
"Come over here," proposed Harriet, teasingly, "and we will."
"I can't," Tommy replied, with a shake of her head. "Too many thraight, high rockth in the way."
"Swim across, darlin'," urged Jane.
"Can't do that either, the water ith too cold."