We swam on, side by side, in silence. I was already aware that I must
conserve my strength to the utmost, if I were to reach the shore
unaided. After a short distance, the weed receded so that we were able
to approach the shore obliquely, and then it disappeared from before us,
and again we could head straight forward.
It was here that my companion left me. I know that she was in some doubt
as she did so, for she asked me whether I would not prefer to float
only, till she could rejoin me. But I was anxious to get forward while
my strength lasted, and I had caught a glimpse of her mind, from which I
knew how keenly she desired and needed her intended pleasure, so I
answered only, “I will go on. You will catch me easily. The farther I
leave the beasts behind us, the better pleased I am. But you will keep
your mind open, in case there should be anything to let you know.”
“Surely,” she answered, and the next instant had left me.
The headland was nearer now, and it was with the hope that the struggle
would soon be over that I settled down to swim the remaining distance.
Once I called to my companion, and she gave me a sight of herself as she
lay with lifted fur on the lake-floor, and let the cold stream go
through it. But, for the most part, I tried to think of distant or
abstract things, to turn my mind from the weariness which now made every
stroke an effort.
Then a swell came from the left hand, as though a large boat were
passing at no great distance.
I looked round in wonder, but for a moment I could see nothing to cause
it.
Then a huge black body rose from the water, like an enormous porpoise,
and turned a somersault which sent a heavier swell across the level
surface of the lake.
My stroke quickened without conscious effort as I beheld it. But at the
first moment I was not greatly frightened. It was evident that it did
not pursue me, and my course was not toward it. Fortunately, I called my
companion, and the answer, “I am coming now,” was unperturbed in its
promptness. I had an instant’s vision of her, as the loose fur
contracted, and the slim swift body shot forward.
But the next minute was rapid in thought and action.
My mind called urgently, “There is another one that has risen nearer.”
“They may not see you while they are on the surface. Their eyes look
upward only.”
“They may do so, as they roll in their gambols--I think they have done
so now. They are both coming.”
“I am coming quickly.”
“It is useless. What can you do against them?”
The two huge brutes were racing over the surface in their competition to
secure me, with a speed which would have left a motor-boat behind very
quickly. I could not doubt that in twenty seconds they would be
quarrelling over my divided body.
My terror warned her only to avoid the danger which must destroy me.
“Refuse fear,” she called back, “it is that which gives them power to
destroy you.”
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