We played in the water like ducks, never taking the trouble to get dry.

One day I waded out with one of the boys, to see which of us dared go farthest.

The tide was extremely low, and we had not wet our knees when we began to look back to see if familiar objects were still in sight.

I thought we had been wading for hours, and still the water was so shallow and quiet.

My companion was marching straight ahead, so I did the same.