Come on; I'll take care you don't come up too far out, as you can't swim." "Would it matter if I did ?" I said excitedly.
"Get along with you! no," cried Day.
I hesitated, for the water looked very dreadful, and in spite of the burning sunshine it seemed cold.

I felt so helpless too, and would gladly have run back to my clothes and dressed, instead of standing on the brink of the river.
"In with you," shouted Day, backing away from the bank, and the other two boys stood a little way off, with the water up to their chests, grinning and jeering.
"He daren't." "He's afraid." "I say, don't you jump in: you'll get wet." "I say, young 'un, don't.

You learn to swim in the washing-tub in warm water." "Don't you take any notice of them," cried Day.

"You jump in.

Join your hands above your head and go in with a regular good leap.