" What, did you think," she asked, laughing as he struggled up the bank, " that I, a Gaulish maiden, could not swim?" " I did not think anything about it," Malchus said; " I saw you pushed in and followed without thinking at all." Although they imperfectly understood each other's words the meaning was clear; the girl put her hand on his shoulder and looked frankly up in his face. " I thank you," she said, " just the same as if you had saved my life. You meant to do so, and it was very good of you, a great chief of this army, to hazard your life for a Gaulish maiden. Clotilde will never forget. "