No one of
the party ever had, except Harriet, who could make very good progress
that way.
"Hold your breath, dear," suggested Harriet sweetly. "You will not
swallow so much water that way."
"How--how long must I hold it?"
"Not more than five minutes," comforted Crazy Jane.
"Thave----" She did not complete the sentence, because a volume of
water rolled into her open mouth.
They had nearly reached the middle of the pond, when Harriet stopped
swimming.
"I am afraid we shall have to turn her around. Tommy will persist in
opening her mouth. We mustn't drown her," said Harriet.
Jane righted their tow with a jerk.
"Those girls, those girls!" muttered Miss Elting, turning a laughing
face to Janus Grubb.
"Well, I swum!" he answered, nodding. "Never saw such a bunch of
girls. Are they always like they have been this time?"
"Always," chuckled the guardian. "Usually more so."
"Well, I swum!"
"Will you swim, or will you drown?" demanded Jane of Tommy.
"I'll thwim, I'll thwim," answered Tommy chokingly. "I think you are
horrid to treat me tho. I'll be even with you.
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