"I won't melt."
"This isn't the last day of the world, you know. Have you got dry clothes in your kit?"
"Shirt, but no breeches."
"Bill will have to make a fire and hang you on the line."
"I'll go, but you stay on. I'll come back when I'm dry."
"Sure you can find the way alone?"
She made a face at him. As she waded for the bank she addressed the fish that sped by her: "Go over and bite him!" Slopping water at every step she started for camp. When she saw he was watching her, she threw a shower of drops with a quick turn of her body.
"Automatic fire extinguisher!" she called back. His laugh answered her.
"That man has a nice laugh," she confided to the woods.