Come along, Lubin--but wait, I must just go and get a couple of towels.

Oh, I'm simply mad for the water.

I'll be back in less than a flash." Lubin drove his spade into the earth, turned down his sleeves, and rested--a fair-skinned, bronzed, wholesome object, good to look at--while Austin stumped away.

In less than five minutes the two youths started off together, tramping through the long, lush meadow-grass which lay between the end of the garden and the river.
The sun burned fiercely overhead, and the air quivered in the heat.
"Isn't it wonderful!" cried Austin, when they reached the edge of the water, and were standing under the shade of some trees that overhung the towing-path.

"Come, Lubin, strip--I'm half undressed already.