“Your candid opinion is not very encouraging, doctor, but it will not discourage me from enlightening your darkness.”
“Yes, I want more light as to your flighty ideas, for I am no air explorer and have never even been up the City Monument, or the Crystal Palace towers. Have you, Mr Falcon?”
“Many a time and oft, doctor. Why, it was at the palace tower where I came across Scudder’s book.”
“Was it really? Do go on then, though I fear this flying fad will bewilder you before you chuck it up.”
“Hear me out, doctor.”
“By all means, for I fail to see how you are going to do it.”
“I am not going to imitate the tactics of previous sky soarers, but I do hold with Scudder as to a good dashing start.”
“You won’t dash into a horse pond, a limekiln, or a railway train, I trust.”
“No fear, doctor. With my first spring I shall be hurled clear of all such impediments.”
“You say hurled, Mr Falcon. Why, you almost take my breath away.”