"But the Major won't settle for anything but the best!"
"The _Major_?"
* * * * *
I glanced at Vern, who wouldn't meet my eyes. "Well," I said, "look at
the problems, Amy. First we have to check it over. Maybe it's been
burned out--how do we know? Maybe the channel isn't even deep enough
to float it any more--how do we know? Where are we going to get the
oil for it?"
"We'll get the oil," Amy said cheerfully.
"And what if the channel isn't deep enough?"
"She'll float," Amy promised. "At high tide, anyway. Even if the
channel hasn't been dredged in ten years."