"Unless you happen to see me," said Robert, his face flushed with his happy thought, "and then you will give me the pleasure of coming after you."
She looked at him, shifted her parasol, and laughed a little.
"Pleasure! really, Mr. Trevanion, were you not very much frightened?"
"Not for myself, except just for an instant."
"Oh, I was awfully frightened! I thought I must give up. I never, never shall forget that moment when you laid hold of me."
"But you have been in the water again this morning."
"Oh, yes! I do enjoy it so, and of course I did not go far. That stupid bathing-man, by the way, ought to have looked out yesterday. He might have come in the boat and have saved you a wetting. I believe he was asleep."
"He is old, and I am very, very glad he did not see you. Aren't you tired? Would you not like to sit down a moment before we go back?"
They sat down on one of the rocks near the edge of the water.
"You are a very good swimmer, Mr. Trevanion."