We watched the distant figures, and presently they flashed into the water.
“Oh, me!” sighed Gazza. “If I were a boy!”
Hortense looked at him. “You would be afraid.” The devilment had come out again, suddenly and brilliantly:
“I never have been afraid!” declared Gazza.
“You would not jump in after me,” said Hortense, taking his measure more and more provokingly.
Gazza laid his hand on his heart. “Where you go, I will go!”
Hortense looked at him, and laughed very slightly and lightly.
“I swear it! I swear!” protested Gazza.
John’s eyes were now fixed upon Hortense.
“Would you go?” she asked him