"Quite.

It's a long way to the nearest gunboat." "Tell me," repeated the other, stubbornly.
At the same moment it happened that the cries came louder along the river-bank, and that some one bounded up the stairs.
The runner was Rudolph.

All morning he had gone about his errands very calmly, playing the man of action, in a new philosophy learned overnight.

But now he forgot to imitate his teacher, and darted in, so headlong that all the dogs came with him, bouncing and barking.
"Look," he called, stumbling toward the farther window, while Flounce the terrier and a wonk puppy ran nipping at his heels.

"Come, look at them! Out on the river!".