"It does not seem to me--" "They have to be saved," Harry interrupted him in a grave, steady voice.

"The question is how ?" "Yes, monsieur," Adolphe agreed hesitatingly, "that is the question.
You can rely upon me, monsieur," he went on, "to do my best whatever you may decide; but I have no head to invent things.

You tell me and I will do it." "I know I can rely upon you, Adolphe.

As far as I can see there are but two ways.

One is for me to go to Carrier's house, find the monster, place a pistol at his head, compel him to order them to be released, stand with him at the prison door till they come out, embark with him and them in a boat, row down the river, and put to sea." "And then, monsieur ?" Adolphe asked after a pause, seeing that Harry was speaking to himself rather than to him.
"Yes, that is the question that I cannot answer," Harry replied.
"I can see all the rest as if it were passing.