“But do you suppose we can get her up?”
“We ought to be able to. She’s not very heavy you know.”
“Not so heavy as she would be if she had a gas engine in her.”
They anchored the buoy with a heavy rock which they had brought with them and then started back for the cottage.
“Let’s get something to eat and then we’ll call a meeting of the committee on ways and means,” Bob suggested as he tied the boat up to the wharf.
“I’m voting yes on both counts,” Jack laughed as he followed his brother up the path to the cottage.
A little less than an hour later, the dishes having been washed and put away, Bob called the meeting to order on the porch and announced that the chair was open to suggestions.
“Suppose the chair makes one,” Jack retorted.
“Well, I’ve been thinking of a way that might work and then again it might not. It’s merely a question of gravity. Archimedes’ Principle, you know.”
“Never mind Archi. and his principle. Just explain what you’ve got in mind.”