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Chapter 14
"Notmuchfearofthatwhilethisstew’son,"hegrunted,ashepulledbacktotheisland.
Henleywasgettingreadyfortheregatta,andwasfullofbustle. Wemetagoodishnumberofmenweknewaboutthetown,andintheirpleasantcompanythetimeslippedbysomewhatquickly; sothatitwasnearlyeleveno’clockbeforewesetoffonourfour-milewalkhome—aswehadlearnedtocallourlittlecraftbythistime.
Itwasadismalnight,coldish,withathinrainfalling;andaswetrudgedthroughthedark,silentfields,talkinglowtoeachother,andwonderingifweweregoingrightornot,wethoughtofthecosyboat,withthebrightlightstreamingthroughthetight-drawncanvas; ofHarrisandMontmorency,andthewhisky,andwishedthatwewerethere.
Weconjuredupthepictureofourselvesinside,tiredandalittlehungry;ofthegloomyriverandtheshapelesstrees;and,likeagiantglow-wormunderneaththem,ourdearoldboat,sosnugandwarmandcheerful. Wecouldseeourselvesatsupperthere,peckingawayatcoldmeat,andpassingeachotherchunksofbread;wecouldhearthecheeryclatterofourknives,thelaughingvoices,fillingallthespace,andoverflowingthroughtheopeningoutintothenight. Andwehurriedontorealisethevision.
Westruckthetow-pathatlength,andthatmadeushappy;becausepriortothiswehadnotbeensurewhetherwewerewalkingtowardstheriverorawayfromit,andwhenyouaretiredandwanttogotobeduncertaintieslikethatworryyou.