Be careful, now, how you go.

I have only given you the oars; I don't like to trust you with a sail in the boat." He stood for some time looking after his son as he rowed sturdily away, and then went up to the look-out, where he began to walk up and down with his hands behind his back in his usual manner.

His restlessness of mind, however, soon drove him back again to the house, where he remained alone nearly the whole day.
The first intensity of his anger had so far worked itself off now, that he could think clearly; and the chief feeling which possessed him was one of wonder as to what could have come over her all of a sudden like this.

It could hardly be that scene which they had had when he last went to sea--it had not been the first of its kind.

No--it must be something else; it must have been something which had occurred in Arendal.