It looked as if both allowed their imagination too much rein, and trusted to vague feelings instead of their reasoning powers.

Give him a compass bearing, or a definite base-line to calculate an angle from, and he would engage to take the party to the required spot; but he had frankly no use for the other thing.

Yet he sometimes wondered--there was a calm assurance in Agatha's eyes.

If this was not founded on superstition, from what did it spring?
They launched again in the afternoon, and reached the head of the lake wet and tired.

Thirlwell did not talk much after supper, but sat by the fire, smoking, for some time after Agatha went to her tent.