"Mind, I'm not coming in after you, to get wet." Vince laughed, and, picking his way, he stepped from stone to stone, till he was only a short distance from the massive wall of the buttress, and not far from where the sun shone upon the water.
"Why, it's as shallow as shallow!" he cried.

"I thought it was, it looked so pale and green.

I don't believe it's a foot deep, and it's all sand, just like a garden walk; you can wade right out here, Mike, and round by the corner, and I dare say all round the cove like this." "Oh, do mind!" cried Mike.
"Of course I'll mind.

Don't suppose I want to drown myself, do you?
What are you afraid of ?" "I'm not afraid." "Yes, you are.

You keep thinking of old Joe's nonsense about the place being full of water bogies and things, when all the time there's nothing but some dangerous rocks, and the sharp eddies and currents.