"Are you getting scared on my account?" Elijah smiled, looking at Winston with confident half-closed eyes.
"No. If your bearings begin to smoke, I'm going to cool you off. It isn't going to be all lavender and roses, Elijah. You'll find me a pretty trying party at times, I give you fair warning."
Elijah turned from the window, looking straight at Winston.
"I'm going to begin right now. I've been at work all night. Now cool off and let's get to work."
Winston sat down before the drawing-board.
"Here's the map of the canal line. It isn't inked in yet, but you can see how it's going to come out. There must be two long tunnels; but that's no great matter. It's one of three things. Tunnels, aqueducts, or inverted siphons. It's a toss-up between tunnels and aqueducts, so far as cost is concerned. Siphons will cost about half, but you know what a choke or a break means, so out go siphons."
"You favor tunnels?"
"By all means. The ditch line is shortened by them, anyway. You'll save there."
Elijah gazed long and lovingly at the map, then looked up with a relieved sigh.
"Just a little dam will turn the whole stream into the canal."