"Oh, goodness, yes. Please let us," urged Jane.
"By no means. I am amazed that you should ask such a thing. I forbid it. Please get Tommy, if you are going to. She will stay there as long as we will wait here. I really don't know what I am going to do with Tommy."
"I wish you would do something, Miss Elting. She surely will be the death of me. Think of me, with my weak heart, having to submit to such terribly exciting adventures," complained Margery.
"Just listen to Buster," chuckled Crazy Jane. "We must be so very careful of her."
"Well, I suppose we might as well get in if we are going to," decided Harriet. "We can't be any wetter than we are, Jane."
"But we can be colder. All right. I'm with you."
Harriet dived in to get the shock over, coming up blowing. A splash followed hers and Jane came up beside her, shaking the water from her head and ears.
"My, but it's cold, isn't it, darlin'," she gasped.
"Cold as a snowbank," answered Harriet.
"I'll race you to the other side."