Explore "Colin" by E.F. Benson on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
Colin Stanier had gone straight from the tennis-court to the bathing-place in the lake below the terraced garden. His cousin Violet, only daughter of his uncle Ronald, had said that she would equip herself and follow him, and the boy had swum and dived and dived and swum waiting for her, until the dressing-bell booming from the turret had made him reluctantly quit the water. He was just half dry and not at all dressed when she came.
"Wretched luck! " she said. "Oh, Colin, do put something on!"