Jonas: Here, give me your wallet. I saw you take it when you left home.
(Betsy slaps it into Jonas's hand)
Jonas: Eight miles to the nearest town, Euclid. Know your cardinal points?
Betsy: North, east, south, west.
Jonas: (Pointing) Alright, due north, two miles, follow this road, then turn to thirty-five degrees the rest of the way.
Betsy: Alright, see you there.
Jonas: Not likely. I'm going home and that's eighteen miles beyond Euclid.
Betsy: How am I supposed to make it all that way with no money?
Jonas: I can think of four ways - thieving, hooking, hiking and thinking. See you when you get home.