"Who won't let you?"
"HIM."
"Who's 'him'?"
"Sir Denzil."
"Is that your father?"
"Gran'ther
"I see. I wonder if he'd let me teach you. Every boy ought to learn to swim. You'd like to?"
The black heads left no possible doubt on that point.
"Well, I'll call on him and ask his permission. Now, what are your names?"
"Denzil Carr'n."