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"

What

does

he

say

?

"

Catherine

asked

.

"

He

says

good

luck

.

"

"

Good

luck

,

"

Catherine

said

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"

Thank

you

very

much

.

"

"

Are

you

ready

?

"

"

Yes

.

"

He

bent

down

and

shoved

us

off

.

I

dug

at

the

water

with

the

oars

,

then

waved

one

hand

.

The

barman

waved

back

deprecatingly

.

I

saw

the

lights

of

the

hotel

and

rowed

out

,

rowing

straight

out

until

they

were

out

of

sight

.

There

was

quite

a

sea

running

but

we

were

going

with

the

wind

.

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I

rowed

in

the

dark

keeping

the

wind

in

my

face

.

The

rain

had

stopped

and

only

came

occasionally

in

gusts

.

It

was

very

dark

,

and

the

wind

was

cold

.

I

could

see

Catherine

in

the

stern

but

I

could

not

see

the

water

where

the

blades

of

the

oars

dipped

.

The

oars

were

long

and

there

were

no

leathers

to

keep

them

from

slipping

out

.

I

pulled

,

raised

,

leaned

forward

,

found

the

water

,

dipped

and

pulled

,

rowing

as

easily

as

I

could

.

I

did

not

feather

the

oars

because

the

wind

was

with

us

.

I

knew

my

hands

would

blister

and

I

wanted

to

delay

it

as

long

as

I

could

.

The

boat

was

light

and

rowed

easily

.

I

pulled

it

along

in

the

dark

water

.

I

could

not

see

,

and

hoped

we

would

soon

come

opposite

Pallanza

.

We

never

saw

Pallanza

.

The

wind

was

blowing

up

the

lake

and

we

passed

the

point

that

hides

Pallanza

in

the

dark

and

never

saw

the

lights

.

When

we

finally

saw

some

lights

much

further

up

the

lake

and

close

to

the

shore

it

was

Intra

.

But

for

a

long

time

we

did

not

see

any

lights

,

nor

did

we

see

the

shore

but

rowed

steadily

in

the

dark

riding

with

the

waves

.

Sometimes

I

missed

the

water

with

the

oars

in

the

dark

as

a

wave

lifted

the

boat

.

It

was

quite

rough

;

but

I

kept

on

rowing

,

until

suddenly

we

were

close

ashore

against

a

point

of

rock

that

rose

beside

us

;

the

waves

striking

against

it

,

rushing

high

up

,

then

falling

back

.

I

pulled

hard

on

the

right

oar

and

backed

water

with

the

other

and

we

went

out

into

the

lake

again

;

the

point

was

out

of

sight

and

we

were

going

on

up

the

lake

.

"

We

’

re

across

the

lake

,

"

I

said

to

Catherine

.

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