Part 36 (1/2)

He rowed slowly towards the middle of the pond.

”You're about there now,” said Bill at last.

Antony stopped rowing and looked about him.

”Yes, that's pretty well right.” He turned the boat's nose round until it was pointing to the pine-tree under which Bill had lain. ”You see my tree and the other coat?”

”Yes,” said Bill.

”Right. Now then, I'm going to row gently along this line until we're dead in between the two. Get it as exact as you can-for your own sake.”

”Steady!” said Bill warningly. ”Back a little.... a little more .... a little more forward again.... Right.” Antony left the oars on the water and looked around. As far as he could tell, they were in an exact line with each pair of landmarks.

”Now then, Bill, in you go.”

Bill pulled off his s.h.i.+rt and trousers, and stood up.

”You mustn't dive from the boat, old boy,” said Antony hastily. ”You'll s.h.i.+ft its position. Slide in gently.”

Bill slid in from the stern and swam slowly round to Antony.

”What's it like?” said Antony.

”Cold. Well, here's luck to it.”

He gave a sudden kick, flashed for a moment in the water, and was gone. Antony steadied the boat, and took another look at his landmarks.

Bill came up behind him with a loud explosion. ”It's pretty muddy,” he protested.

”Weeds?”

”No, thank the Lord.”

”Well, try again.”

Bill gave another kick and disappeared. Again Antony coaxed the boat back into position, and again Bill popped up, this time in front of him.

”I feel that if I threw you a sardine,” said Antony, with a smile, ”you'd catch it in your mouth quite prettily.”

”It's awfully easy to be funny from where you are. How much longer have I got to go on doing this?”

Antony looked at his watch.

”About three hours. We must get back before daylight. But be quicker if you can, because it's rather cold for me sitting here.”

Bill flicked a handful of water at him and disappeared again. He was under for almost a minute this time, and there was a grin on his face when it was visible again.

”I've got it, but it's devilish hard to get up. I'm not sure that it isn't too heavy for me.”

”That's all right,” said Antony. He brought out a ball of thick string from his pocket. ”Get this through the handle if you can, and then we can both pull.”