"Now!"
She looked up at him, flushed and smiling:
"It is going to take weeks and weeks, isn't it?"
"I thought so before I came down here. But—I don't see why we shouldn't blow a hole through this Causeway in a few minutes."
"What!"
She rose to her feet, slightly excited, not understanding.
"I could set off enough dynamite right here," he said, stamping his heel into the white dust, "—enough dynamite to open up that channel into the Coakachee. Why don't I do it?"[296]
Pink with excitement she said breathlessly: "Did you bring dynamite?"
"Didn't you?"
"I—I never even thought of it. F-fire crackers frighten me. I thought it would be all I could do to fire off my shot-gun." And she bit her lip with vexation.