texts: Suppose, now, Roderick, you, who are such a hero, was passing over the bridge and the enemy on the other side. </s> <s> I'd draw my sword, and cut my way through them. </s> <s> What, with me on the pillion?  Would you kill poor me?
labels: Well, then, I'll tell you what I'd do.  I'd jump Daisy into the river, and swim you both across, where no enemy could follow us.