Dan threw himself forward and grasped the sides firmly; there was a splashing and wobbling as he arrested the flight.

A canoe is at once the most docile and the most intractable of argosies.
Sylvia churned the water with her paddle, seeking to crowd the rocking canoes closer together, while Marian endeavored to drive them apart.
"Allen!" panted Dan, prone on the bottom of his canoe and gripping the thwarts of the rebellious craft beside him, "this must end here." "Let us go!" cried Allen stridently.

"This is none of your business.

Let us go, I say." Finding it impossible to free her canoe, Marian threw down her paddle angrily.

They were all breathless; Dan waited till the canoes rode together quietly.