Just a nice party." The rudder-chains clanked; the boat set up a heavy wash as she turned from her course.

There was a splashing, and something snorted almost in Venning's face.
"Nearly ran into a hippo!" sang out Mr.Hume.

"We must keep out into mid-river; it's too risky inshore.

Tell me when you are tired." "We're quite fresh yet," replied Compton.

"It is easier than sculling." "Moves like clockwork," said Venning, gaily.