“Of course!”
“It feels cold.”
“I know. That’s because you stand there and stick one toe in. Get wet all over and–you’ll feel—”
Jack was suddenly plunged under water by Walter, who had come swimming up, so the sentence was not finished. But Cora could guess it.
“I’m going in; come on, girls!” she cried.
“Oh, wait a little,” pleaded Belle.
“And you said you were going to learn to swim to-day!” challenged Eline. She looked particularly well in her dainty bathing costume.
“Well, I–I didn’t know the water would be so deep!”
“Deep!” echoed Cora. “It’s getting shallower all the while. The tide is going out. Come on.”
She waded out a short distance, bravely repressing the spasmodic screams that sprang to her lips, and turning to the others said: