"I have to do something that is right," she said slowly, "and I'm afraid of the consequences."
"Consequences to you?"
"No. To other people."
"Never mind; do it."
Miss Pym put plates of cakes on a tray. "You see, the proper thing is not necessarily the right thing. Or do I mean the opposite?"
"I'm not sure that I know what you mean at all."
"Well-there are those awful dilemmas about whom would you save. You know. If you knew that by saving a person from the top of a snow slide you would start an avalanche that would destroy a village, would you do it? That sort of thing."
"Of course I would do it."
"You would?"
"The avalanche might bury a village without killing a cat-shall I put some sandwiches on that tray? — so you would be one life to the good."