It occurred to him, however, that it would be very unwise for him to call attention to her slip of the tongue, or even to give her time to think and recognize it herself.
"Another idea ?" he asked.
"Indeed yes," she asserted, "and this time I know it's feasible.

I don't know much about measurements in feet and inches, but there are three feet in a yard." "Yes." "Well, doesn't the road down there, from hill to hill, dip about ten yards ?" "Yes." "Well then, that's thirty feet, just as high as you say the dam will have to be.

Why not raise the road itself thirty feet, letting it be level and just as high as your dam ?" Sam rose and solemnly shook hands with her.
"You must come into the firm," he declared.

"That solves the entire problem.

We'll run a culvert underneath there to the fields.