Kent felt the change in its movement, and added: "No danger of being wrecked, either.

There isn't a rock or rapids for thirty miles.

River clear as a floor.

If we bump ashore, don't get frightened." "I'm not afraid--of the river," she said.

Then, with rather startling unexpectedness, she asked him, "Where will they look for us tomorrow ?" Kent lighted his pipe, eyeing her a bit speculatively as she seated herself on the stool, leaning toward him as she waited for an answer to her question.
"The woods, the river, everywhere," he said.