“Thank you,” said the latter, coolly.
As they passed a green spot they heard laughter and the sound of merry girlish voices. It being a holiday, townsfolk had come thither to enjoy themselves.
“Girls bathing,” said Ivanoff.
“Let’s go and look at them,” suggested Sanine.
“They would see us.”
“No they wouldn’t. We could land here, and go through the reeds.”
“Leave them alone,” said Ivanoff, blushing slightly.
“Come on.”
“No, I don’t like to….”
“Don’t like to?”