"He will go over to the school to find out whether the teacher sent us after the boughs."
"I wish I had not come," continued Kate, gloomily.
If she had known the whole truth, and understood the full extent of her bold companion's plans, she would have been still more dissatisfied with the situation.
"Here, Kate, you take the tiller a moment," said Fanny, as she rose from her seat in the stern-sheets.
"What are you going to do now?" asked Kate, nervously.
"I'm going to hoist the other sail."
"We don't want it hoisted. We are going fast enough."
"We can just as well go faster; and I want to get out of sight before Mr. Long sees us," replied Fanny, persuasively, though her bright eyes snapped with increasing lustre under the excitement of the moment.
"I won't touch the tiller; I say we go fast enough. You want to drown me—don't you?"
"If I drown you, I must drown myself—mustn't I?"