But I don't see what they want me to hurry for.

And they might blow their whistle if they had any sense." "Shout again!" he yelled presently.
"Hello-o-o!" came a hail from somewhere back of the boat, and: "Come ahead!" called a voice from the fog in front.

Perry exploded.
"Shut up, one of you!" he called exasperatedly.

"I can't row two ways at once! Where's the boat ?" But his remarks evidently didn't carry, for all he got was another hail from behind.

"All right," he muttered.