I least of all.

Well," lifting the object with disfavour, "good-day to you.

I perceive that you grow impatient for those aquatic pleasures for which you have temporarily abjured the more severe delights of scholarship.
Little boy, I wish you a very good swim." "Gee," muttered the small boy, "gee, ain't he the word-slinger!" He returned to the pool but something of its charm was dissipated.

Vague thoughts of school inspectors and retribution troubled its waters.

Not that he was at all afraid of school inspectors, or that he really suspected the stranger of being one.