Thirlwell had missed the river mouth and meant to skirt the coast, but when he tried to do so the wind would be abeam and its power to heel the canoe largely increased.

So far, they had run before the gale, but to bring the craft's side to it was a different thing.
She set her lips as she watched Thirlwell haul the spritsail sheet.

He was cautious and for a few moments brought the craft's head up with the paddle and kept the small sail fluttering.

Then he let her go and she lurched down until her side amidships was in the water.

To Agatha's surprise, not much came on board; it looked as if they were going too fast and the lee bow was the dangerous spot.