"I am not one to draw back my hand once upon the plough.

Yet I have found you of a level and cool head in matters of judgment, and it is meet we exercise due care over this rare flower of womanhood who shares our dangers.

I like not the hard pull up this swift current," he cast anxious eyes at the swirling stream.
"It is not clear into what additional peril it may lead, nor do I feel gifted at the oars, now the provisions bid fair to become somewhat scant." I waited for no more.
"The Puritan sufficiently agrees with me," I announced to De Noyan firmly.

"We will pull on up this stream until we learn its true trend, and are beyond Spanish overhauling.

It will be best to lose no time in placing a good stretch of water behind us." During this controversy our boat had drifted against the southern bank, its side softly scraping the mud, its bow entangled amid the roots of an overhanging bush.