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Portrait of Oliver Optic Oliver Optic Breaking Away; or, The Fortunes of a Student

I took the oars and pulled towards the bluff off which the Splash had sunk. It seemed to me just then that I was breaking away from all my early associations, from my home and my school, and pushing out on the great ocean of life, as my boat was upon the lake. I must go out into the world, and make for myself a name and a fortune. There was something solemn and impressive in the thought, and I rested upon my oars to follow out the idea. Breaking away!
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Portrait of Oliver Optic Oliver Optic Breaking Away; or, The Fortunes of a Student

As the wind, though not so strong as it had been in the morning, still came fresh from the north-west, I hugged the weather side of the channel, and, with the boat at full speed, went on my course. I was just on the point of ringing one bell to slow down, when the steamer's wheels suddenly stopped.
"What are you about, Thornton?" shouted Vallington, rushing out of the engine-room to the forward deck, both excited and angry.
"I'm all right!" I replied, provoked at his singular conduct in stopping the boat at such a critical point.
"Where are you going? Do you want to run us all ashore?"
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Portrait of Oliver Optic Oliver Optic Breaking Away; or, The Fortunes of a Student

But the chances for me were improving as the Splash receded from the shore. Mr. Parasyte had taken his place in the stern sheets of the row-boat, and was urging forward the men at the oars, who were now pulling with all their might. I could not conceal from myself the fact that they were gaining rapidly upon me. Unless the wind increased, I should certainly be captured; for the two men with the principal would ask no better sport than to overhaul and roughly handle an unruly boy.
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