"Yes. Better hang your coat over the sixth post, and then we
shall see it more easily. I'll put mine on the eighteenth. Are
you going to undress here or in the boat?"

"Some here, and some in the boat. You're quite sure that you
wouldn't like to do the diving yourself?"

"Quite, thanks."

They had walked round to the other side of the pond. Coming to
the sixth post of the fence, Bill took off his coat and put it in
position, and then finished his undressing, while Antony went off
to mark the eighteenth post. When they were ready, they got into
the boat, Antony taking the oars.

"Now, Bill, tell me as soon as I'm in a line with your two
marks."

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.