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Chapter 9
"Hi!stopaminute,willyou?"heshoutscheerily. "I’vedroppedmyhatover-board."
Then:"Hi!Tom—Dick!can’tyouhear?"notquitesoaffablythistime.
Then:"Hi!Confoundyou,youdunder-headedidiots!Hi!stop!Ohyou—!"
Afterthathespringsup,anddancesabout,androarshimselfredintheface,andcurseseverythingheknows. Andthesmallboysonthebankstopandjeerathim,andpitchstonesathimasheispulledalongpastthem,attherateoffourmilesanhour,andcan’tgetout.
Muchofthissortoftroublewouldbesavedifthosewhoaretowingwouldkeeprememberingthattheyaretowing,andgiveaprettyfrequentlookroundtoseehowtheirmanisgettingon. Itisbesttoletonepersontow. Whentwoaredoingit,theygetchattering,andforget,andtheboatitself,offering,asitdoes,butlittleresistance,isofnorealserviceinremindingthemofthefact.
Asanexampleofhowutterlyobliviousapairoftowerscanbetotheirwork,Georgetoldus,lateronintheevening,whenwewerediscussingthesubjectaftersupper,ofaverycuriousinstance.
Heandthreeothermen,sohesaid,werescullingaveryheavilyladenboatupfromMaidenheadoneevening,andalittleaboveCookhamlocktheynoticedafellowandagirl,walkingalongthetowpath,bothdeepinanapparentlyinterestingandabsorbingconversation. Theywerecarryingaboat-hookbetweenthem,and,attachedtotheboat-hookwasatow-line,whichtrailedbehindthem,itsendinthewater.