The doctor and Logan set down their burden and waited.

The Fish's were getting on board their little vessel, which was moved by oars alone.
"Mrs.Stanfield, you had better come with us," Mr.Randolph said.

"There is plenty of room.

Your boat is too small.

You would find it unpleasantly rough in mid-channel." "O, is it rough ?" exclaimed the lady.
"For your little row-boat--I am afraid you would find it so.