she picked up her pistol and laid down the rifle , because the pistol was more convenient . i just flopped down and fell almost instantly to sleep , with all my clothes on . maybe the others , but not you . her father , that was fuel for the fire . its strange , i never thought i would be -- this is not like me . im a lousy swimmer , i warned him , hesitating before i allowed my hand to slip into his . she 'd piled blankets on the sofa , then turned off the lantern . 