I like it best when the waves are not running." The thunder and lightning ceased after a while, but the rain came with a steady, driving rush.

The night had now settled down thick and dark, and, as the banks on either side of the river were very high, Harry felt as if they were in a black canyon.

He could see but dimly the surface of the river.

All else was lost in the heavy gloom.

But the boat had been built so well and the canvas cover was so taut and tight that not a drop entered.