"Yes, of course. Do you remember him?"
"Not really, but it's only a matter of time."
"I see."
"He's a really nice man. Miss Brigham and Rebecca are taking care of him right now, but when we get back, I want you to meet him."
"I suppose." Prudence ran a hand through her hair. "I wish I could make myself look more presentable first."
"He's not going to care what you look like. He'll just be happy I have such a great friend."
Prudence smiled shyly at this. "Thank you."
"Now come on, Wendell is waiting."
"All right." Prudence waded back to the shore and took the wet dress from Samantha. Then she began to dress.