"I can manage a boat.

I sha'n't be in the way.

I couldn't stand it to wait on the shore.

May-be two of us will be needed." Blair gave Hal one cordial grasp of the hand, then hoisted his bit of a sail, and soon over the wild waves the two boys took their course together.
"God help that Blair Robertson.

He has the making of the right kind of a man in him," exclaimed a bystander.
"He's _our captain_, Blair is," said one of the youngest members of the Fairport Guard.
"Who would have thought of Hal's making such a venture ?" said Old Jock.
"He's a little skeary about water yet.