You may use that." The pedestrian, feeling dizzier than ever, sat down upon the pump platform.

It was wet and cool.
"The objection to that," he said wisely, "is simple.

I cannot continue down the road." "I should like you to go at once," patiently.

"There is a pump--" The pedestrian raised a deprecating hand.
"Let us admit the pump! Doubtless the pump is there, but there is a pump here also, and a pump in the hand is worth two pumps, an ice-box and a John Collins in town.

You doubtless know the situation created by Mahomet and the mountain?
This is the same, with a difference.