The canoe, with the exception of the trifling deficiency alluded to, was a good one, and thoroughly serviceable.
They endeavoured again to restore Felix's opinion of it, and an idea occurring to Philip, he said a capital plan would be to add an outrigger, and so balance it perfectly.

But though usually quick to adopt ideas when they were good, in this case Felix was too much out of conceit with himself.

He would listen to nothing.

Still, he could not banish it from his mind, though now ashamed to return to it after so obstinately refusing all suggestions.

He wandered aimlessly about in the woods, till one day he found himself in the path that led to Heron Bay.
Strolling to the shore of the great Lake, he sat down and watched a vessel sailing afar off slowly before the east wind.