"You going ?" with a glance at the towel Gard had brought out on the chance of a dip.
"I'd thought of it, but your tides and currents here are so troublesome--" "Oh, we know all about 'em.

They're all right when you know." "I suppose so, but--" with a look at Nance, "I'll clear out." "You're not coming ?" "Your sister wouldn't like it." "Nance ?" with a look of surprise.

"She won't mind.

Will you, Nance ?" Then it was her turn to hesitate, for bathing with Bernel was one thing, and with Mr.Gard quite another.
"You'll show me another time, Bernel," said Gard, picking up his towel.
"I wouldn't like to spoil your fun now." "But you wouldn't.

Would he, Nance ?" "I don't mind--if you'll give me the cave." "All the caves you want," said Bernel, scornful at such unusual stickling on the part of his chum.
"Quite sure you don't mind ?" asked Gard, doubtful still.
"If I have the cave.