"Didn't you turn your boat, and jerk the painter so as to throw me into the water?"
"I certainly changed the course of my boat, and that jerked the rope; but I did not intend to throw you into the water."
"Yes, you did! It is worse than folly for you to deny it!" replied he, angrily.
"If you had not been very careless, you could not have been thrown out!" I added.
"Don't tell me I was careless!"
"People acquainted with boats don't often stand up in them in such a sea as this, when they are towed."
"Let me hear no more of your impudence."
Discretion lay in silence, and we said no more. I ran the Splash up alongside the boat, from which Pearl and his companions had by this time dipped out all the water.
"Here is your boat, Mr. Parasyte," said Bob Hale. "Will you get into her, sir?"
"No, I will not," he replied.