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Chapter 2
Itisevening. Youarewetthrough,andthereisagoodtwoinchesofwaterintheboat,andallthethingsaredamp. Youfindaplaceonthebanksthatisnotquitesopuddlyasotherplacesyouhaveseen,andyoulandandlugoutthetent,andtwoofyouproceedtofixit.
Itissoakedandheavy,anditflopsabout,andtumblesdownonyou,andclingsroundyourheadandmakesyoumad. Therainispouringsteadilydownallthetime. Itisdifficultenoughtofixatentindryweather:inwet,thetaskbecomesherculean. Insteadofhelpingyou,itseemstoyouthattheothermanissimplyplayingthefool. Justasyougetyoursidebeautifullyfixed,hegivesitahoistfromhisend,andspoilsitall.
"Here!whatareyouupto?"youcallout.
"Whatareyouupto?"heretorts;"leggo,can’tyou?"
"Don’tpullit;you’vegotitallwrong,youstupidass!"youshout.
"No,Ihaven’t,"heyellsback;"letgoyourside!"
"Itellyouyou’vegotitallwrong!"youroar,wishingthatyoucouldgetathim;andyougiveyourropesalugthatpullsallhispegsout.
"Ah,theballyidiot!"youhearhimmuttertohimself;andthencomesasavagehaul,andawaygoesyourside. Youlaydownthemalletandstarttogoroundandtellhimwhatyouthinkaboutthewholebusiness,and,atthesametime,hestartsroundinthesamedirectiontocomeandexplainhisviewstoyou. Andyoufolloweachotherroundandround,swearingatoneanother,untilthetenttumblesdowninaheap,andleavesyoulookingateachotheracrossitsruins,whenyoubothindignantlyexclaim,inthesamebreath:
