None of us had realized that it would be so difficult to fix the cover. There were five pieces of metal and you put these into special holes on the side of the boat. The pieces of metal were half circles, and when you had put them into the holes, you just had to pull the cover over them.

We were looking forward to having something to eat then, but George said,'No! It's better to put the cover on the boat first, before it gets too dark. All our work will be finished then. We'll be able to sit down and enjoy our meal. '

After some time, Harris and I began to think that Bell Weir lock had disappeared. 'Perhaps someone has taken it away,'we said. George had towed the boat as far as Staines, and we had towed it from there. It seemed to get heavier and heavier. We began to think that we were right and that someone had moved the lock. But, finally, at half past seven, we reached it and got through it. By now we just wanted to eat and to go to bed. So we stopped before we reached Magna Charta Island. It was quite a pretty place and we tied our boat to a big tree.

First of all, the pieces of metal would not fit into their holes. We had to jump on them, and kick them, and beat them. And when we got one in, we found that it was the wrong piece of metal for those holes. So we had to take it out again.

We took the pieces of metal, and we began to drop them into their holes. You would not expect this to be dangerous work, but it was.

We were wrong.

At last we got them finished. Then we only had to put the cover on. George took one end, and he fastened it over the front of the boat. Harris stood in the middle of the boat to take the cover from George. I stayed at the back of the boat to take the end of the cover from Harris.

We thought it would probably take about ten minutes.

George did his job all right, but it was new work to Harris and he did everything wrong.

I do not know how he did it, and Harris himself could not explain it later. After ten minutes of really hard work, he was inside the cover. He could not get out. He fought the cover hard -- and knocked George over. Then George got angry and he began to fight, too. George could not get out of the cover either.

At the time, I did not know anything about all this. I did not understand what was happening anyway. They had told Montmorency and me to stand and wait. So Montmorency and I stood there and waited. We could see that the cover was moving about quite violently. However, we thought that it was all necessary for the job. We did nothing because they had told us to wait.

We also heard many bad words coming from under the cover. Montmorency and I decided that this was because the job was very difficult.

We waited for some time, but everything seemed to get worse. Finally George's head appeared over the side of the boat. It said,'We can't breathe under here! Why don't you help us, you great stupid thing!'

It took another half an hour after that to fix the cover. And then we started to prepare supper. We needed some hot water to make tea, so we put the water on the stove at the front of the boat, and we went to the back. We pretended that we were not interested in the water at all. We wanted it to think we did not care if it got hot or not. We began to get the other things out.

So I went and helped them. Harris's face was nearly black, so I was just in time.

It is also a good idea to talk very loudly to each other. You must say that you do not want any tea, that you do not need any tea, and that you are not going to have any tea. You get very near the water and you shout,'I don't want any tea. Do you, George?'

And George shouts back,'Oh, no. I don't like tea. We'll have milk. '

This makes the water very angry, and it gets hot very fast.

After supper, we sat and smiled at each other. We smiled at Montmorency, too. We loved everybody. We sat back, we lit our pipes, and we began to talk.

We did this, and, when everything else was ready, the tea was ready, too. Then we sat down to have supper. We really wanted that supper. We needed that supper. And for thirty-five minutes nobody on the boat spoke.

That is the only way to get hot water on the river. If the water knows that you are waiting for it, it will never get hot. You have to go away and begin your meal without it. You must not look at it. Then you will soon hear it making a lot of noise, because it wants to be made into tea.

George told us about something very funny that happened to his father once…

When he was young, George's father was travelling with a friend. One night they stopped at a little hotel. They spent the evening there with some other young men. After a very happy evening they went to bed. It was late, and, by that time, they (George's father and George's father's friend) were feeling quite happy themselves. Anyway, they were going to sleep in the same room, but in different beds. When they got into the room, they dropped their light, which went out. So they had to undress and get into bed in the dark. They thought they were getting into separate beds. However, because they could not see, they both got into the same one. One of them got in with his head at the top of the bed. The other one got in on the other side of the bed. He lay with his feet by the first one's head.

'What's the matter, Tom?'Joe replied, from the other end of the bed.

'Why, there's a man in my bed,'George's father said. 'His feet are here, next to me. '

Nobody spoke for a moment. Then George's father said,'Joe!'

'Well, to tell the truth, my man's thrown me out. '

'Well, I'm going to throw him out,'Joe replied.

'Ah, it isn't the same hotel, then,'Harris answered.

'So am I,'George's father said, bravely.

'My man's thrown me out, too…I say, this isn't a very good hotel, is it?'…

'The Riverside,'George replied. 'Why?'

'Yes?'

'Well, that's very strange, Tom,'Joe answered,'but there's a man in my bed, too. '

'What are you going to do?'George's father asked.

At the end of George's story, Harris asked,'What was the name of the hotel?'

'Well, it's strange,'Harris said,'but the same thing happened to my father once. I've often heard him tell the story. '

'How have you got on?'

'What do you mean?'George asked.

After that, we went to bed, but I slept very badly.

There was a short fight, and then there were two heavy bangs on the floor. After a moment or two, a rather sad voice said,'I say, Tom!'