He paddled on for a few minutes more.
"Here's your reward for humoring me. Isn't this the 'narrow place?'"
And it was.
"Now that we've found it, hadn't we better try to go back?" he suggested.
"I will do as you think best."
"You're thoroughly cowed, aren't you? By the skeleton of a bear."
"I think I am tired," she answered.
"Think? You mean you know you are." The mask of jesting had dropped again. "How much more of this horrible place is there—I mean beyond here?"
"We are a good deal more than half-way through; three quarters, I think."
"Can we get out at the other end? Is there an outlet?"