Clair and Langdon are so proud."
He asked him a few more questions about Kentucky and his journey over
the mountains, and then, telling St. Clair and Langdon to take care of
him, he and Lieutenant-Colonel St. Hilaire went back to the study of
their map. Harry noted that both were tanned deeply and that their
faces were very serious.
"Come along, Harry," said Langdon. "Let the colonel and the major bear
all the troubles. For us everything is for the best. We've got you on
our hands and we're going to treat you right. See that deep pool in the
brook, where the big oak throws its shade over the water? It's partly
natural and it's partly dammed, but it's our swimming hole. You are
covered with dust and dirt. Pull off your clothes and jump in there.
We'll protect you from ribald attention. There are other swimming holes
along here, but this swimming hole belongs to the Invincibles, and we
always make good our rights."
Harry was more than willing. In three minutes he jumped into the deep,
cool water, swimming, diving, and shaking himself like a big dog.
He had enjoyed no such luxury in many days, and he felt as if he were
being re-created. Langdon and St. Clair sat on the bank and gave him
instructions.
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