She was seated near the side of the barge, and her head was gracefully inclined.

Whether from accident or design, I think it was the latter, the flowers dropped into the river.
"In the flashing of an eye-glance, St.James leaped over the boat side, seized the flowers, held them up in triumph over his head, and swam to the shore.

He stood there with dripping garments and smiling lips as we landed, while the paleness of terror still blanched my face, and its agitation palpitated in my heart.
"'I must deny myself the pleasure of escorting you to the threshold,' said he, glancing at me, while he shook the brine-drops from his arms.
His head had not been submerged.

He had held that royally above the waves.

'But,' added he, with graceful gallantry, 'I have rescued a trophy which I had silently vowed to guard with my life;--a treasure doubly consecrated by the touch of valor and the hand of beauty.' "'Well,' exclaimed Mrs.Lynn, as soon as we were at home, tossing her bonnet disdainfully on the sofa, 'if I ever was disgusted with boldness and affectation I have been to-day.