3/12 Here, stretch out your arms." I did so. "Now, kick out your legs as if you were swimming." I looked up at him sharply, for it seemed so strange for him to say that just after I had been thinking of being nearly drowned. I kicked out, though, as he told me. "Why, there's nothing the matter but a little bark off your forehead, and I'm afraid you'll have a black eye. A bit of sticking-plaster will set you right after all, and we sha'n't want the doctor." "Doctor! Oh! no," I said. |