That was exactly the effect of the boy on us.
Even without the boy I hardly think we should have been a sociable party.

The sight of so much humanity gathered in one room became a nuisance.

We resorted to all kinds of subterfuge to escape from each other; and the one who finished breakfast first generally managed to make off with the dingy.

The others were then at liberty to view him in the distance, in midstream, lying on his back in the bottom of the boat; and it was almost more than we could stand.

The only way to bring him back was to bribe the boy into saying that he wanted to go across to the village for bacon or black lead or sardines.