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We
had
been
sitting
huddled
up
in
our
rugs
while
George
had
been
telling
me
this
true
story
,
and
on
his
finishing
it
I
set
to
work
to
wake
up
Harris
with
a
scull
.
The
third
prod
did
it
:
and
he
turned
over
on
the
other
side
,
and
said
he
would
be
down
in
a
minute
,
and
that
he
would
have
his
lace-up
boots
.
We
soon
let
him
know
where
he
was
,
however
,
by
the
aid
of
the
hitcher
,
and
he
sat
up
suddenly
,
sending
Montmorency
,
who
had
been
sleeping
the
sleep
of
the
just
right
on
the
middle
of
his
chest
,
sprawling
across
the
boat
.
Then
we
pulled
up
the
canvas
,
and
all
four
of
us
poked
our
heads
out
over
the
off-side
,
and
looked
down
at
the
water
and
shivered
.
The
idea
,
overnight
,
had
been
that
we
should
get
up
early
in
the
morning
,
fling
off
our
rugs
and
shawls
,
and
,
throwing
back
the
canvas
,
spring
into
the
river
with
a
joyous
shout
,
and
revel
in
a
long
delicious
swim
.
Somehow
,
now
the
morning
had
come
,
the
notion
seemed
less
tempting
.
The
water
looked
damp
and
chilly
:
the
wind
felt
cold
.
"
Well
,
who
's
going
to
be
first
in
?
"
said
Harris
at
last
.
There
was
no
rush
for
precedence
.
George
settled
the
matter
so
far
as
he
was
concerned
by
retiring
into
the
boat
and
pulling
on
his
socks
.
Montmorency
gave
vent
to
an
involuntary
howl
,
as
if
merely
thinking
of
the
thing
had
given
him
the
horrors
;
and
Harris
said
it
would
be
so
difficult
to
get
into
the
boat
again
,
and
went
back
and
sorted
out
his
trousers
.
I
did
not
altogether
like
to
give
in
,
though
I
did
not
relish
the
plunge
.
There
might
be
snags
about
,
or
weeds
,
I
thought
.
I
meant
to
compromise
matters
by
going
down
to
the
edge
and
just
throwing
the
water
over
myself
;
so
I
took
a
towel
and
crept
out
on
the
bank
and
wormed
my
way
along
on
to
the
branch
of
a
tree
that
dipped
down
into
the
water
.
It
was
bitterly
cold
.
The
wind
cut
like
a
knife
.
I
thought
I
would
not
throw
the
water
over
myself
after
all
.
I
would
go
back
into
the
boat
and
dress
;
and
I
turned
to
do
so
;
and
,
as
I
turned
,
the
silly
branch
gave
way
,
and
I
and
the
towel
went
in
together
with
a
tremendous
splash
,
and
I
was
out
mid-stream
with
a
gallon
of
Thames
water
inside
me
before
I
knew
what
had
happened
.
"
By
Jove
!
old
J.
's
gone
in
,
"
I
heard
Harris
say
,
as
I
came
blowing
to
the
surface
.
"
I
did
n't
think
he
'd
have
the
pluck
to
do
it
.
Did
you
?
"
"
Is
it
all
right
?
"
sung
out
George
.
"
Lovely
,
"
I
spluttered
back
.
"
You
are
duffers
not
to
come
in
.
I
would
n't
have
missed
this
for
worlds
.
Why
wo
n't
you
try
it
?
It
only
wants
a
little
determination
.
"
