The boat was now some distance out . The breeze had stiffened to a slow strong wind and the dull-grey level of the sea was whipped into white-caps . Agnes bent towards Ethel . `` It 's getting too rough . I think we 'd better go back . I 'm afraid we 're in for a thunder squall . Look at the clouds . '' A long , sullen muttering verified her words . `` Little Ev , '' she shouted , `` we want to go in . '' Little Ev , thus recalled to things about him , looked around in alarm . The girls questioned each other with glances of dismay . The sky had grown very black , and the peals of thunder came louder and more continuously . A jagged bolt of lightning hurtled over the horizon . Over land and sea was `` the green , malignant light of coming storm . '' Little Ev brought the boat 's head abruptly round as a few heavy drops of rain fell . `` Ev , the boat is leaking ! '' shrieked Agnes , above the wind . `` The water 's coming in ! '' `` Bail her out then , '' shouted Ev , struggling with the sail . `` There 's two cans under the seat .
I 've got XXXXX lower this sail .
Over above as at in into of to under with