[The plan was always to make a cunning escape overland across the width of the island to where the getaway ship would be lying in wait. Someone has even packed a set of line, blocks and tackles, to make the descent down the cliff faces manageable.

And while the ship is right there waiting when the group arrives at the clifftops, unfortunately a contingent of the island's guards aren't far behind. Ambrose, despite being in questionable condition from his time in confinement and exhausted from the demands of the unexpected exercise, manages to sound almost cheerful when he says:]

You know, I've always wondered how this whole jumping into water from a great height thing works out for people in real life. It seems so daring in books.