But to lie down and pretend I was dead--I just couldn't.

I'd die really of fright." "Of course it would be romantic," conceded Jane Andrews, "but I know I couldn't keep still.

I'd be popping up every minute or so to see where I was and if I wasn't drifting too far out.

And you know, Anne, that would spoil the effect." "But it's so ridiculous to have a redheaded Elaine," mourned Anne.

"I'm not afraid to float down and I'd love to be Elaine.