his muscles
were not quite in such good form as those of the ex-athlete of
Cambridge who, six months before, had won the Thames Swimming Club
Half-mile Handicap from scratch.

Using side stroke and breast-stroke alternately they went at it almost
stroke for stroke about half a dozen yards apart, and until they were
within thirty yards or so of the third swimmer, they were practically
neck and neck, though Castellan had the advantage of what might be
called the inside track. In other words he was a little nearer to the
girl than the Englishman.

When circumstances permitted they looked at each other, but, of course,
neither of them was fool enough to waste his breath in speech. Still,
each clearly understood that the other was going to get the girl first
if he could.

So the tenth yard from the prize was reached, and then the Englishman
shook his head up an inch, filled his lungs, rolled on to his side, and
made a spurt with the reserve of strength which he had kept for the
purpose. Inch by inch he drew ahead obliquely across Castellan's course
and, less than a yard in front of him, he put his right hand under the
girl's right side.

A lovely face, beautiful even though it was splashed all over with wet
strands of dark chestnut hair, turned towards him; a pair of big blue
eyes which shone in spite of the salt water which made them blink,
looked at him; and, after a cough, a very sweet voice with just a
suspicion of Boston accent in it, said:

"Thank you so much! It was real good of you! I can swim, but I don't
think I could have got there with all these things on, and so I reckon I
owe you two gentlemen my life."

Castellan had swum round, and they took her under the arms to give her a
rest. The two boys left in the boat had managed to get an oar out to
their comrade just in time, and then haul him into the boat, which was
now about fifty yards away; so as soon as the girl had got her breath
they swam with her to the boat, and lifted her hands on to the gunwale.

"If you wouldn't mind, sir, picking up those oars," said the
Englishman, "I will get the young lady into the boat, and then we can
row back."

Castellan gave him another look which said as plainly as words: "Well, I
suppose she's your prize for the present," and swam off for the oars.
With the eager help of the boys, who were now very frightened and very
penitent, the Englishman soon had the girl in the boat; and so it came
about that an adventure wh