With her heart at her throat Carley stepped on the first rock, and, poising, she calculated on a running leap from stone to stone.

Once launched, she felt she was falling downhill.

She swayed, she splashed, she slipped; and clearing the longest leap from the last stone to shore she lost her balance and fell into Glenn's arms.

His kisses drove away both her panic and her resentment.
"By Jove! I didn't think you'd even attempt it!" he declared, manifestly pleased.

"I made sure I'd have to pack you over--in fact, rather liked the idea." "I wouldn't advise you to employ any such means again--to dare me," she retorted.
"That's a nifty outdoor suit you've on," he said, admiringly.