Now, Olly, would you like to row ?" "Oh, father, don't bump against any rocks," said Milly, whose thoughts were very full of the little girls.
"Don't you trouble your head about rocks, old woman.

I know a good deal more about this lake than those little girls' father did, and I won't take you into any harm.

Come along, Olly." Olly was helped along the boat by mother and Aunt Emma till his father caught hold of him and pulled him on to his seat, where he let him put his two small paws on one of the oars, and try what he could do with it.
Mr.Norton pulled too; but Olly thought it was all his doing, and that it was really he who was making the boat go.
"Don't we go fast, father ?" he cried out presently, his little face flushed with pleasure and excitement.

"You couldn't row so fast without me, could you, father ?" "You little fly-on-the-wheel," said his father, smiling at him.
"What does that mean, father ?" "Never mind, you'll know when you're bigger.

But now look, children, how close we are coming to the shore.