By degrees the ripples that lined the lake got larger; there was an angry splashing at the bows of the canoes, and little showers of spray began to fly.
"This clearness means the wind will hold and it's right ahead," Thirlwell said to Agatha, "We haven't had much luck of late!" "The luck will change," she answered, smiling.

"I am confident." "Confidence doesn't cost you much effort," Thirlwell rejoined.

"You were persuaded from the beginning that you would find the ore.

It looks as if you were naturally optimistic." "Oh, no! I had my weak moments when I wanted to shirk.

I hated to feel I wasn't free like other people, and was willing to throw away my chance of getting rich.