Reread magwitch's speech in the boat headed out of london: "ay, i s'pose i think so, dear boy. we'd be puzzled to be more quiet and easy-going than we are at present. but - it's a-flowing so soft and pleasant through the water, p'raps, as makes me think it - i was a-thinking through my smoke just then, that we can no more see to the bottom of the next few hours, than we can see to the bottom of this river what i catches hold of. nor yet we can't no more hold their tide than i can hold this. and it's run through my fingers and gone, you see! " holding up his dripping hand. in this passage, the river is a metaphor for a. life. b. smoke. c. water. d. patronage.