"Don't be afraid, Tom," said Paul, with a smile. "She has got the wind now."
"Who's afraid?" demanded Thomas.
"I thought you were by the way you jumped."
"Well, the gunnel of your old craft went under."
"Not quite."
"I say it did; and you don't suppose I was going to sit there and be spilled into the drink—do you?" continued Thomas, sharply.
"I won't dispute with you; she heeled over, as a boat always will when she first gets the wind."
"You think you are an old salt, Paul, but you don't know enough to navigate a herring pond."
"Just as you like," replied Paul, whose good nature was proof against the assaults of his companion. "I don't pretend to know much; but I think I understand this old boat pretty well."