Most things _may_ be done; and everything necessary _can_ be done _some_how.

So we won't bother our minds about it, but only our brains, and see what they can do for us." With this he rose and went to his laboratory.
Willie rose also and went straight to his own room.

Having looked all round it thoughtfully several times, he went out again on the landing, whence a ladder led up into a garret running the whole length of the roof of the cottage.
"My room would do for grannie," he said to himself; "and I could sleep up there.

A shake-down in the corner would do well enough for me." He climbed the ladder, pushed open the trap-door, crept half through, and surveyed the gloomy place.
"There's no window but a skylight!" he said; and his eyes smarted as if the tears were about to rush into them.

"What _shall_ I do?
Wheelie will be useless!--Well, I can't help it; and if I can't help it, I can bear it.