"Thanks for your good wishes, Mr. Pedagog," the Idiot answered. "If they are realized I shall remember them, and show my gratitude to you by using my influence to have you put in charge of the gas service. Meantime, however, it seems to me that our ocean steamships could be developed along logical lines so that the trip from New York to Liverpool could be made in a very much shorter period of time than is now required."
"We are getting back to the common-sense again," said the Bibliomaniac. "That is a proposition to which I agree. Ten years ago eight days was considered a good trip. With the development of the twin-screw steamer the time has been reduced to approximately six days."
"Or a saving, really, of two days because of the extra screw," said the Idiot.
"Precisely," observed the Bibliomaniac.
"So that, provided there are extra screws enough, there isn't any reason why the trip should not be made in two or three hours."
"Ah—what was that?" said the Bibliomaniac. "I don't exactly follow you."
"One extra screw, you say, has saved two days?"
"Yes."
"Then two extra screws would save four days, three would save six days, and five extra screws would send the boat over in approximately no time," said the Idiot. "So, if it takes a man two hours to succumb to sea-sickness, a boat going over in less than that time would eliminate sea-sickness; more people would go; boats could run every hour, and Mr. Whitechoker could have a European trip every week without deserting his congregation."
"Inestimable boon!" cried Mr. Whitechoker, with a laugh.