Now, as I presume that you do not wish to spend the rest of your lives, which would probably be short, upon this island, I want to ask how you propose to escape safely out of the Pongo country ?" They shook their heads, which were evidently empty of ideas.

Only John stroked his white beard, and inquired mildly: "What have you arranged, Allan?
My dear wife and I are quite willing to leave the matter to you, who are so resourceful." "Arranged!" I stuttered.

"Really, John, under any other circumstances----" Then after a moment's reflection I called to Hans and Mavovo, who came and squatted down upon the verandah.
"Now," I said, after I had put the case to them, "what have _you_ arranged ?" Being devoid of any feasible suggestions, I wished to pass on that intolerable responsibility.
"My father makes a mock of us," said Mavovo solemnly.

"Can a rat in a pit arrange how it is to get out with the dog that is waiting at the top?
So far we have come in safety, as the rat does into the pit.

Now I see nothing but death." "That's cheerful," I said.