But don't make a practice of tipping it over every day, for I can't afford to leave my work to help you out.

There's your canoe, and she's all right." Dick got hold of the painter at the bow, while Driggs released the grappling tackle.
What a cheer went up from the scow, and what a busy scene there was on the float as the young women jumped up and down in their glee over the good fortune of Dick & Co.
"Now, we'll cruise down and get the paddles," Driggs proposed.
"As soon as we pick up a couple of them, Dick and I can take the canoe and get the rest," Dave suggested.
"You cannot, while the young ladies are with us," Hiram Driggs contradicted.

"Do you want to scare them to death by having another upset ?" Laura shot a grateful glance at kindly Hiram Driggs.

The scow moved forward, cruising among the paddles until all of them had been recovered.
"Now, Mr.Driggs, won't you stop a moment ?" asked young Prescott.
"It will be a bit humiliating to be towed into dock.

Wait, and let us get into the canoe.