I'll lead the way." It was a long and slow descent, every step taken with minute care, and as they approached the lake Robert found that his thirst was up and leaping.
"I feel that I could drink the whole lake dry," he said.
"Do not do that, Dagaeoga," said Tayoga in his precise way.

"Lake George is too beautiful to be lost." "We might swim across it," said Willet, looking at the silvery surface of the water unbroken by the dark line of any canoe.

"A way has opened to us here, but we can't follow it now." Robert knelt at the margin, and took a little drink first, letting the cool water moisten his mouth and throat before he swallowed it.

How grateful it was! How wonderfully refreshing! One must almost perish with thirst before he knew the enormous value of water.

And when it was found, one must know how to drink it right.