'The young monkey, she'd have to be up to some of her tricks.' And he glanced again at the paddle, the boat was not going quickly enough for him.

It made Gudrun almost helpless at the rowing, this nervous stress.

She kept up with all her might.

Still the voices were calling and answering.
'Where, where?
There you are--that's it.

Which?
No--No-o-o.