"You will capsize in a minute, and that won't help either of us.

Really, I don't think I will come out." But she gave him her hand, nevertheless.
His fingers closed upon it in a warm clasp that seemed very sure of itself.

He smiled down at her.

"I think otherwise, mademoiselle." She found it impossible to resist him, and so yielded with characteristic briskness of decision.

"Very well, if you will let me dive from the boat afterwards.