"There are several methods which occur to one...."
"They don't occur to _me!_"
"Well, for example, you might rescue her from a burning building as in
'True As Steel'...."
"Set fire to the house, eh?" said Sam, reflectively. "Yes, there might
be something in that."
"I would hardly advise such a thing," said Webster, a little
hastily--flattered at the readiness with which his disciple was taking
his advice, yet acutely alive to the fact that he slept at the top of
the house himself.
"A little drastic, if I may say so. It might be better to save her from
drowning, as in 'The Earl's Secret'."
"Ah, but where could she drown?"
"Well, there is a lake in the grounds...."
"Excellent!" said Sam. "Terrific! I knew I could rely on you. Say no
more! The whole thing's settled. You take her out rowing on the lake,
and upset the boat. I plunge in ... I suppose you can swim?"
"No, sir."
"Oh? Well, never mind. You'll manage somehow, I expect. Cling to the
upturned boat or something, I shouldn't wonder.
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