ing around as soon as
we're out of the water."

We woke up everybody who was sleeping, except the three men who had
completely lost consciousness. Those we wrapped up in blankets and
tarpaulins, like mummies, and lashed them down. We gathered everything
that was loose and made it fast, and checked the fastenings of
everything else. Then Abdullah Monnahan pointed the nose of the boat
straight up and gave her everything the engines could put out. Just as
we were starting upward, I heard Cesario saying:

"If anybody wants to see me in the next reincarnation, I can tell you
one thing; I won't reincarnate again on Fenris!"

The headlights only penetrated fifty or sixty feet ahead of us. I
could see slashers and clawbeaks and funnelmouths and gulpers and
things like that getting out of our way in a hurry. Then we were out
of the water and shooting straight up in the air.

It was the other time all over again, doubled in spades, only this
time Abdullah didn't try to fight it; he just kept the boat rising.
Then it went end-over-end, again and again. I think most of us blacked
out; I'm sure I did, for a while. Finally, more by good luck than good
management, he got us turned around with the wind behind us. That
lasted for a while, and then we started keyholing again. I could see
the instrument panel from where I'd lashed myself fast; it was going
completely bughouse. Once, out the window in front, I could see jagged
mountains ahead. I just shut my eyes and waited for the Spirit Guides
to come and pick up the pieces.

When they weren't along, after a few seconds that seemed like half an
hour, I opened my eyes again. There were more mountains ahead, and
mountains to the right. This'll do it, I thought, and I wondered how
long it would take Dad to find out what had happened to us. Cesario
had started praying again, and so had Abdullah Monnahan, who had just
remembered that he had been brought up a Moslem. I hoped he wasn't
trying to pray in the direction of Mecca, even allowing that he knew
which way Mecca was from Fenris generally. That made me laugh, and
then I thought, This is a fine time to be laughing at anything. Then I
realized that things were so bad that anything more that happened was
funny.

I was still laughing when I discovered that the boat had slowed to a
crawl and we were backing in between two high cliffs. Evidently
Abdullah, who had now stopped praying, had gotten enough control of
the boat to keep her int