"What if they should bag us all--who'll take back the glad news to the harbour?
Lord, you can't tell what you're about walking into.

You don't even know the specific gravity of the island," he suggested earnestly.

"How do you know but your own weight will flatten you out the minute you step ashore ?" St.George laughed.

"He thinks he is reading the fiction page," he observed indulgently.

"Still, I fancy there is good sense on the page, for once.