Rearranging the dunnage in the canoe to make place for his unlooked-for passenger, he made Bran get in and lie down; and he took the precaution to throw a blanket over him. Then he stepped delicately into the stern, seated himself, picked up his broad-bladed paddle, and started off downstream with mighty strokes.
"Lay still an' keep quiet!" he commanded sharply. "I'm taking you where there ain't no sheep, an' where there ain't going to be no temptation to backsliding!"
