The sight of the ocean now, seems fairly tormenting to 'em till they can satisfy themselves of what's on the far side of it." But, here, the boat being unduly drawn aside by the suck of some local current, Jennifer was constrained to apply his mind to navigation.

He dipped the long sweeps, and with a steady powerful pull straightened the course to midstream.

Then raising the glistening blades, off which the water dripped white and pattering, he leaned forward again, resting elbows and chest on the butt-end of the oars, and once more addressed himself to polite conversation.
"Not as I've been greatly troubled that way myself.

Had my chance of going to sea and welcome many's the time when I was a youngster.

But always a one for the land, I was.