Finding his excitable friend in this mood, Denys settled hastily with the landlord, and they hurried to the river. On inquiry they found to their dismay that the public boat was gone this half-hour, and no other would start that day, being afternoon. By dint however of asking a great many questions, and collecting a crowd, they obtained an offer of a private boat from an old man and his two sons.
This was duly ridiculed by a bystander. "The current is too strong for three oars."
"Then my comrade and I will help row," said the invalid.
"No need," said the old man. "Bless your silly heart, he owns t'other boat."
There was a powerful breeze right astern; the boatmen set a broad sail, and, rowing also, went off at a spanking rate.
"Are ye better, lad, for the river breeze?"
"Much better. But indeed the doctor did me good."
"The doctor? Why you would none of his cures."
"No, but I mean—you will say I am nought—but knocking the old fool down—somehow—it soothed me."
"Amiable dove! how thy little character opens more and more every day, like a rosebud. I read thee all wrong at first."