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"
It
’
s
only
eleven
o
’
clock
,
"
I
said
.
"
If
you
row
all
the
time
you
ought
to
be
there
by
seven
o
’
clock
in
the
morning
.
"
"
Is
it
that
far
?
"
"
It
’
s
thirty
-
five
kilometres
.
"
"
How
should
we
go
?
In
this
rain
we
need
a
compass
.
"
"
No
.
Row
to
Isola
Bella
.
Then
on
the
other
side
of
Isola
Madre
go
with
the
wind
.
The
wind
will
take
you
to
Pallanza
.
You
will
see
the
lights
.
Then
go
up
the
shore
.
"
"
Maybe
the
wind
will
change
.
"
"
No
,
"
he
said
.
"
This
wind
will
blow
like
this
for
three
days
.
It
comes
straight
down
from
the
Mattarone
.
There
is
a
can
to
bail
with
.
"
"
Let
me
pay
you
something
for
the
boat
now
.
"
"
No
,
I
’
d
rather
take
a
chance
.
If
you
get
through
you
pay
me
all
you
can
.
"
