"She's a wreck now, stove in and ruined."
"But she can be raised and repaired, and be as good as ever, or nearly so," continued Lawry.
"She is good for nothing to me now. I will give her to any one who wants her."
"There are plenty who will want her," said Lawry.
"It will cost them a fortune to raise and repair her—almost as much as she is worth, if she is to be used as a plaything. But I have come to the conclusion that she is a dangerous machine for me, and I don't want anything more to do with her. I came very near drowning my wife and my friends with her; and this fills me with disgust for the boat and for myself."
"Just now you spoke of a reward for what I had the good luck to do for you, Mr. Sherwood," continued Lawry.
"I did; and you may be assured I shall never forget your noble conduct," replied Mr. Sherwood warmly.
"If you are going to give the Woodville away, sir—"
"Well, what?" asked Mr. Sherwood, as the young pilot paused.
"I don't know as I ought to say what I was going to say."