"Hello, everybody," Rod greeted casually.
His brother disregarded this.
"Better climb aboard and tow that thing," he suggested. "How did you manage to get caught in the rapids?"
"We didn't get caught," Rod answered mildly.
"Then what the deuce are you doing in them?" Phil demanded.
"Oh, just running 'em for fun," Rod drawled.
"For fun!" One of the matrons on the after deck contrived a horrified inflection.
Phil Norquay's brow wrinkled a trifle. He looked inquiringly down at his brother. That youth gazed up at him with bland innocence.
"You'll be getting in among those big swirls if you don't watch out," Rod said to him. "Never mind about us."
Phil glanced, up and ahead, called an order to the man leaning out the pilot house.