Near Magna Charta island
George towed the boat upto Staines. At half- past seven they sculled up close to the left bank and looked for a spot to stop at. They had originally intended to camp at Magna Charta Island. But somehow they did not like to look at the scenery and wanted to have their supper and go to bed.
Pitching the tent
George suggested that they should pitch the’ tent before eating supper. They thought it to be an easy task and it did not take them just ten minutes. To drop the hoops into the sockets was a dangerous task. George and Harris helped each other to fix the covering. George did his part all right, but it was new work for Hams, and he bungled it. Finally the cover was fixed after half an hour.
Behaviour after supper
They boiled the water and made supper in dead silence which lasted f minutes. After it they felt contented and felt that they were quarrelsome and before supper. After taking the supper they loved each other and everybody. George wondered why they couldn’t be always happy and generous like that and why they couldn’t remain away from sins and temptations. The narrator said that he always longed for this kind of life. George related a story about his father. He said that once his father travelled with another fellow through Wales. They stopped at a little inn, where they joined the other fellows and spent the evening with them.
The narrator’s outing at night
They went to bed at ten but the narrator could not sleep. The sound of the lapping water round the boat and the wind among the branches kept him restless and disturbed. He put on whatever clothes he could and crept under the canvas on to the bank. It was a glorious night. The moon had sunk and left the quiet earth alone with the stars. It was full of comfort and of strength. The day had been full of fret and care and their hearts had been full of evil and bitter thoughts. The world had seemed so hard and wrong to them. Night, like some great loving mother, gently laid her hand upon their fevensh heads and removed their pain.
The story of a knight
The writer narrated the story of a good knight who was lost in the forest. The name of the dark forest was Sorrow. The good knight was shown a vision, about which nothing could be said. They could not tell about it.