"We won't," they shouted back, and Babe, reassured that no one would begin until she did, hurried after the rest up the sunny slope to the bath-houses. There was a breeze up there and down on the sand, that wasn't blowing in the grove; and the water was cool, though not cool enough to be very invigorating. So nobody cared to stay in long,--at least nobody but Betty, who found that she could practice swimming almost as well here as in the still pool at the Casino.